martes, 14 de agosto de 2012

How the hell'd we wind up like this? Why weren't we able
To see the signs that we missed, Try and turn the tables?
I wish you'd unclench your fists and unpack your suitcase
          Lately there's been too much of this.

But don't think it's too late

Nothing's wrong just as long as you know that someday I will

Someday, somehow
I'm gonna make it alright but NOT right now
I know you're wondering when

Someday, somehow
I'm gonna make it alright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
Well, I'd hope that since we're here anyway
We could end up saying
Things we always needed to say
So we could end up staying
Now the story's played out like this
Just like a paperback novel
Let's rewrite an ending that fits
Instead of a Hollywood horror

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