i wish i didn’t have this nervous laughi wish i didn’t say half the stuff i sayi wish i could just learn to cover my tracksi guess i’m not concerned about getting away ’cause every time i try to hold my tongueit slips like a fish from a linethey say if you want to playyou
I’m sorry I didn’t sound more excited on the phoneI’m sorry that after all these yearsI’ve left you feeling unrequited and alone, brought you to tearsI guess I never loved you quite as well as the way you loved meI guess I’ll never really be able to tell you how sorryI am And I don’t
I want somebody who sees the pointlessnessand still keeps their purpose in mindI want somebody who has a tortured soulsome of the timeI want somebody who will either put out for meor put me out of miseryor maybe just put it all to wordsand make me say, you knowI never heard it put that waymake
hour follows hourlike water follows watereverything is governed by the ruleof one thing leads to anotheryou can’t really place blamecuz blame is much to messysome was bound to get on you while you were tryin to put it on meand don’t fool yourself into thinking things are simplenobody’s lying still the stories don’t line upwhy
I am not a pretty girlThat is not what I doI ain’t no damsel in distressAnd I don’t need to be rescuedSo put me down, punkMaybe you’d prefer a maiden fairIsn’t there a kitten stuck up a tree somewhere? I am not an angry girlBut it seems like I’ve got everyone fooledEvery time I say
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