Album: Between the Senses

Til The End

Never thought I'd say it till the end
it goes way down, makes no sense
and all the times you turn to run away
when you bitch about the times
the times I still hold dear

lately I'm sure words won't implore you to stay
it won't keep me near you
lately I'm sure words won't implore you to stay

never thought I'd say it till the end
it goes way down, makes no sense
and all the times you turn to run away
when you bitch about the times
the times I still hold dear

lately I'm sure words won't implore you to stay
it won't keep me near you
lately I'm sure words won't implore you to stay
lately I'm sure words won't implore you to stay now

never thought I'd say it till the end
it goes way down, makes no sense
and all the times you turn to run away
when you bitch about the times
the times I still hold dear

lately I'm sure words won't implore you to stay
it won't keep me near you
lately I'm sure words won't implore you to stay
lately I'm sure words won't implore you to stay now