I remember those times and those hushed results knocking on the walls when you were not around although we never did see the beginning of what we all want
and ill cling cling to the things im missing sing sing til youre revisiting the past few feelings we have left alone
reeling from the outcome like I have before I had never thought to turn and let go of of/ let go of everyone ill
cling cling to the things im missing sing sing til youre revisiting the past few feelings we have left alone
ill crawl until you pick me up swing like a ragdoll in your palm forever and always youre the subject to my neverending song
you seem to pick the perfect holes in everyone you saw me moving step by step in the right way youd never let
me get past your self obsession but I choose to quite so get over yourself I have
cling cling to the things im missing sing sing til youre revisiting the past few feelings we have left alone ill crawl until you pick me up swing like a ragdoll in your palm forever and always youre the subject to my neverending song