Remorse
These lyrics by Toad the Wet Sprocket (Crowing) made me think of him. I've been having a lot of dreams lately. It sucks. I haven't talked to him in a while. I want to call but I don't. Everytime I call him I get my hopes up like he's actually going to care and want to be with me again, I feel like a complete idiot. I'd much rather ignore his existance.
Been waiting
To find
You couldve been happier
Given the time
If hed make up his mind
Youd give yourself to anybody
Who would cross that line
Chorus:
And it was never question
He was crowing for repair
Youd give him love and affection
But you couldnt keep him there
Get over regrets
While you were sleeping with the angels
He was under the bed
And the more skin
That you shed
The more that the air in your throat will linger
When you call him your friend
Chorus
Staring at a cold little hand
Reading fault lines
Of a shell of a man
You were waiting for a word from above
Wouldnt you know it
No answer ever did come
And it was never question
You were crowing for repair
Youd give him love and affection
But you couldnt keep him there
Been waiting
To find
You couldve been happier
Given the time
If hed make up his mind
Youd give yourself to anybody
Who would cross that line
Chorus:
And it was never question
He was crowing for repair
Youd give him love and affection
But you couldnt keep him there
Get over regrets
While you were sleeping with the angels
He was under the bed
And the more skin
That you shed
The more that the air in your throat will linger
When you call him your friend
Chorus
Staring at a cold little hand
Reading fault lines
Of a shell of a man
You were waiting for a word from above
Wouldnt you know it
No answer ever did come
And it was never question
You were crowing for repair
Youd give him love and affection
But you couldnt keep him there