sometime in 2003

just when you think you can stop...

i know im wrong but still i  do what i do
and quite well.

There is a certain magic that only happens once
and if you miss it you missed it.

You can always pay me back.

The thing is when i try to hard it never works for me
"it was" how banter came to be

so many meaningless worlds
later
so many words i gave her
so much thought and so much feeling
so much hurt and then the healing
so much booze
(ok that was just me being me)
so much for wasted nights
so much for telephone fights

someone threw it all away
someone fucked it up one day
some people thought it was me
that i asked for what had come
trip zone (another count song)

people we use
people we bruise

not feeling anything is promising
always stuck inside the zoo
I find it so unlivable
but then what else to do

hold on to her
hold on to her

never doing what im told
my hands and and soul are cold


never knowing what you want from me
i wish that someday you could see
why i could never go away from the trip zone
im stuck in the trip zone
trip zone

not coming home

you and me
you '
i could never believe
i could never be free
i could never be me

not coming home
not coming home
not coming home
not coming home

when you come down from that high
you will see how everything's a lie
when youv'e been where i have been
you will understand
why i'm not coming home
I'm never coming home

not coming home
not coming home
not coming home
not coming home
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