Not again, you creep into my head
there's nothing familiar about this place,
so howcome when the rain starts to pour I still see your face?
not again, I thought I was done
on my way, on my own but still I realized you had won
long time ago when I decided I'd give you all I had
along with the will to hate
it was never much, but I suppose
this is why we're a world away
I was never a singer, maybe that would have been better
sing my heart our for you and make you love no other
I was never a painter, I'm sure that would have been better
draw the way you hide in your coat like that lovely winter
I was never too good a lover, maybe that's what really mattered
sorry for all the times I made you cry you deserved better
so is it too late to say goodbye?
what's the point anyway when you're not by my side
so is it too late to apologize?
somewhere down the line I hope you can still be mine
Not again tonight, I remembered how you are not mine
but that's fine, cuz someday you will still be mine
at least that's what I tell myself when I lie
not again tonight...
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