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