Everytime I draw the curves of your faces My hand starts to shake and my mind is lost in haze I've stolen and betrayed everyone I knew Back in the Day when fishes used to sing Whenever I see that face of yours at that angle that it has I get a flash and see just what it was that
I did Back in the Day when tongues were sliced just like heads I've been faced with a situation like this before I have to bit my cheek just so I won't blurt out the answers You told me we were going looking But then it ended and we had to go But don't you start crying I'll sing you to sleep A lullaby of lies A Serande of somber stories A ballad of fabricated awareness Happy every holiday I'll see you next year I have to say I regret
not booking my plane later But every time I see you my eyes get the jitters And I can't stay here like that
