Jul 10, 2004 21:36
You see it's hard to face
The addict that's inside of me
I want to fill my glass up
With you constantly
I've been here before
I open up, you ignore me
You're not the same at all
And if I could turn back
The pages of time
I'd rewrite your point of view
Washed up on the shore
Given one last chance
To try some more
But I'm tired, I'm freezing
Let's stop and call it history