[Dear White Trash Beautiful,]
Here we are again.
By every great fault of my own.
This heart I have that sometimes seems to big for my chest
forgiving everything
and trying to work past it
and move on with life
No matter what either of us have done
or how hard I try
there's still something there worth working for
there's still a friendship that I miss when I least expect it
I don't know what's going to happen this time
I can't see into the future
and even if I could
I probably wouldn't change one moment
cause when its good times...
they're oh so good
and when its bad times...
they're the worst
I guess that's part of it all
finding all the best in a cloud of complete imperfection
I have no problem doing that with you
Sigh
Maybe this time
will be
different...
... its always back to you
but I'm good without you
said I'm good without you
yeah, yeah, yeah
how many times do I break till I shatter
over the line
can't define what I'm after
I always... turn the car around
gimme a break
let me make my own pattern
all that it takes is some time
but I shatter
I always...
turn the car around.