sure it doesn't seem to matter now, but give it a few years and a little more regret, the rest will fill in the cracks.
she doesn't really remember what happened back there on that day, does she?, no, she can't.
why would she, does she want to?, no, she would never do that.
i remember the day i met you, you made me blush, my smile went crooked and i felt ashamed.
what do you think we could really do here, do you see this the way i see you?
i just want what really should be, the vision i have had since i was at sea.
looking in the mirror, i noticed you stare at the back of my head, i noticed you wish i was dead, or is that not how you really feel?
too many questions for you?, well there are not enough answers for me!
i need a piece, a slice of what is right, the middle to the end.
you can skip all of the beginnings for me, none of it will be necessary.
....um, wait, i just snapped back into reality,
forget everything i just said....
can we just lay here instead?
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