For answers, address your questions to the mirror Because I'm losing it Failure has grown to feel just like a standard That we never set
When is "enough now. " enough? When do you admit that you're done? Because God only knows what they'll say about me When the curtains have finally drawn
I guess you wanted better Than the windiest winter that I can remember I think you deserve better Than the loneliest kid north of west hartford center What would you risk knowing yo'd slip?