how many times could i get it wrong
thought you was really into me but i was simply another verse in your song
a play in your playbook
a dollar in your check
nothing significant enough to leave an effect
i thought we robbed banks together
and killed cats together
but my fantasy was simply another hole in your memory
how dare you forget our secret meeting spot
where the sun touched the moon and the earth dropped the sky
a fragment of life simply waiting to be taken
i cant look into those eyes
those stary brown brown eyes
for i know they have taken lives and told lies
the mystery lies behind
i curdle and turn in your cold damp sheets
but i cannot seem to boil
