I recall these sweet tasting days
Wanting to gain some insight
Lost in my own fantasizing delight
Dreaming up the perfect night
Wanting these things I find so simple
Things I've never wanted before
For granted but of them I admit I adore
Damn, can't and won't last much more
But this torture I hold turns to bliss
Even though I realize what I miss
And I can't even get one last kiss
But is it what YOU think that I miss?
You see this girl in your eyes
And don't understand why she cries
Thinking your comfort is her need
Even though you ignore her plead
That you are the one she hates
And you've only become her mistake. |
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