curbdrop out of grace

stupid face

remember when we first met?
if i could do it over again,
i'd be more mysterious.

and not revealed all my sins,
all my emotions and the messages they send,
started things too serious.

when nothing's really wrong,
i still worry that there is,
whatever that happens,
has already happened.

remember when we were kids,
i used to look through every woman,
i was much more happier then.

now everybody's holding hands,
i try to not think about it again,
but the cravings never end.

when nothing's really wrong,
i still worry that there is,
whatever that happens,
has already happened.
when nothing's really wrong,
i still worry 'til there is,
whatever will happen,
i should just let happen.

let's share a cigarette and try to forget that we ever met,
forget the things that we meant,
forget the things that we said,
let's send our christmas cards it won't be hard to hold back this heart,
i confess i'm mess at best,
i still see them as the rest,
i try but i can't forget,
i trt but i can't resist.

posted by fillshe @ 4:32 PM