(no subject)
were you surprised that we never spoke?
then in the still of the night when nothing stirs
i woke and i gathered up some clothes
i never planned on this but its the way it goes
and now it all seems so familiar like pages turned on calendars
we get the same twelve months to fuck things up year after year
and i can't believe how down i am like the well i'm being lowered in
now water stops, the bucket drops us farther and farther down.
well i guess that you never knew me, or at least not well enough.
then in the still of the night when nothing stirs
i woke and i gathered up some clothes
i never planned on this but its the way it goes
and now it all seems so familiar like pages turned on calendars
we get the same twelve months to fuck things up year after year
and i can't believe how down i am like the well i'm being lowered in
now water stops, the bucket drops us farther and farther down.
well i guess that you never knew me, or at least not well enough.