Stop now Quit all your failed relations With your would've, could've, should've, might-have-been I'll you how Send feelings out for lubrication Lose these blues and screw your head on tight She cut you bad, your is just a scar But if you just get mad, you'd be better off by far What you want is What you need is circulation Work that heavy and get it light again
to me now You from a sadness, apprehension That if she could your mind she'd see just how it ought to be But she's it all by now And your style don't get a on her attention She ain't in your state of and she don't want to be You think if she'd just talk, you could it all She'd be polite, but all night she's been you won't call She'll it's all her fault, always be your friend Plus loads of shit too to mention I've that road and it's paved with good intentions
Well it's hard to But I'm telling you your heart would soon But you don't want it to, you love this agony it's noble, but it's true You won't forsake this pain for lovers Happiness would fill your mind with Time will all heels, and it ain't pretty With any luck at all, she'll some dope that you can pity loss is measured in illusions And your gain is all in intelligence And your winsome smile will some of its innocence Your smile Your winsome smile will some of its innocence