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