(a Suite for the Sweet)
J. Englishman
That just won't wash out
The Fragrance that triggers
A memory of doubt
You're the song that I hear
That just brings me down
You're the flavor that lingers
Like ashes in my mouth
If you
Build me up
Let me hope
Let me dream
Well I'll
tear you down
Let you hurt
Let you bleed
Well, I'm not really sure
But I think that I missed it
Don't ask me how
Cause I still don't quite get it
You could blame it on fate
Say I'm a victim of Cupid
But I took 24 years
To get this stupid
If you
Place your faith
in yourself
Trust in me
Then I'll
Use you up
Suck you dry
Let you bleed
Well, I say that I ain't
But I know that it's true
If you tryto blame it on me
I can pin it on you
I'll run from the truth
Pretend I don't see it
I'll say I love you and not really mean it
Well, I'm not really sure
But I think that I missed it
Don't ask me how
Cause I still don't quite get it
But I'll push you for answers
Just to see if you'll break
So strike up your band
We'll waltz through it again, ya
Well, I fight the better
If you'll fly that banner
I'll hold the nails girl,
If you'll swing the hammer
You could call me obsessed
But I still wish I could see ya
Sneakin' into your backyard
With those flowers for Ophelia