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I'm sorry I forgot your
name
Didn't get the time to think aloud
Mom, calls me a good friend
You dial me up I'm passed out
The room spins fast
Affraid I'll break your heart
Raging drunk I'm dead to you
Our loves turned to a sour fart
You say remember us as a good time
I tell you I can't because it wasn't
Can't change a thing within my mind
Nothing will ever be pleasent
The pain inside my brain
Destroys all chances of becoming
Can't talk to her 'cause I'd feel lame
Walking by with a sad song strumming
I thought telling you everything
Would be a grand piece of evidence
This case is closd, no chance of finding
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