Stop now Quit second-guessing all your failed With would've, could've, should've, maybe might-have-been show you how Send your out for lubrication Lose these blues and your head on tight again She cut you bad, your heart is just a But if you could get mad, you'd be better off by far What you want is What you need is circulation Work heavy heart and get it light again
to me now You suffer a sadness, apprehension That if she could read your mind she'd see how it ought to be But read it all by now And your style don't get a grip on her She ain't in your state of mind and she don't to be You think if she'd talk, you could explain it all She'd be polite, but all night she's been you won't call She'll all her fault, she'll always be your friend Plus loads of too dumb to mention I've been that road and it's paved good intentions
it's hard to believe But I'm telling you your heart soon recover But you want it to, you love this aching agony it's noble, but it's true You won't this pain for other lovers Happiness would fill mind with misery Time will wound all heels, and it pretty With any luck at all, find some dope that you can pity loss is measured in illusions And gain is all in bittersweet intelligence And your winsome smile will lose of its innocence Your smile Your winsome smile will lose some of its