The Sophomore Attempt - My Idea Of A Good Comeback lyrics

rate me

I’m tired of empty days filled with druid misconceptions

Of the words I sputter hopelessly for you

Your promise is as gold, but you’re more partial to silver

I’d kill to be the locket that you string around your neck

Just start it over, make it right

Make it tragic, paint it white

You've got another chance to try

Forget you're honest, and lie

I can’t make good of any of this

Empty space that you create

With your lack of courage and your sense of style

It’s so much better to have lost and hate

Then to be void of all passion

You’re compatible, but you are no machine

Just start it over, make it right

Make it tragic, paint it white

You've got another chance to try

Forget you're honest, and lie

Forget me; I’m just another worthless memory

And you’re just a mark on the paper

(don't say you're not anxious baby, I can see it in your eyes)

[catch me i'm falling, can you hear me calling? this happens every day...]