Stop now Quit all your failed relations With would've, could've, should've, maybe might-have-been show you how Send your out for lubrication Lose these blues and screw your head on tight She cut you bad, your heart is a scar But if you could get mad, you'd be better off by far What you is taken What you is better circulation Work that heavy heart and get it again
to me now You suffer from a sadness, 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 get a grip on her attention She ain't in your state of mind and she want to be You if she'd just talk, you could explain it all She'd be polite, but all night she's been hoping you won't it's all her fault, she'll always be your friend Plus loads of too dumb to mention I've been that road and it's paved with intentions
Well hard to believe But I'm telling you your would soon recover But you want it to, you love this aching agony 'Cause it's noble, but true You forsake this pain for other lovers Happiness would fill your with misery Time will all heels, and it ain't pretty any luck at all, she'll find some dope that you can pity Your loss is measured in And your gain is all in bittersweet And your winsome smile will lose of its innocence Your winsome Your winsome smile will lose some of its