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[Christian Cicilia]
Forgive and forget
I forged this in red ink
Always assured myself that blood's more thick
But without water, how will I drink
And quench my thirst for your sweet curse?
I've been a sucker since birth
But that doesn't mean I can't forgive her
I know it'll be a long winter without her
But I'll be fine with or without her
Until I have my outburst
Suddenly, ??? sweep this underneath
A week goes by, she's in my dreams each night
I just can't seem to set aside the time to try and get it right
That's right, I'm getting by
Forgive and forget
I forged this in red ink
Always assured myself that blood's more thick
But without water, how will I drink
And quench my thirst for your sweet curse?
I've been a sucker since birth
But that doesn't mean I can't forgive her
I know it'll be a long winter without her
But I'll be fine with or without her
Until I have my outburst
Suddenly, ??? sweep this underneath
A week goes by, she's in my dreams each night
I just can't seem to set aside the time to try and get it right
That's right, I'm getting by
Just trying not to be left again
Pessimistic, tell me it's right, oh no, it isn't
Tryna fight myself with optimism
Tryna find myself in all this liquor
Trynna fill my mind but it always is her
Can I occupy my heart? Can't miss her tonight
Tell me I had my own mission fine
But how can I, how can I
How can I devote this emotion?
Motion, listen back, always hopin'
That the songs I wrote can do this feeling justice
I'm not good enough, it's never sufficient
I can't mind my own business
I don't know my own limits
I'm sorry you have to witness this
[ Christian Cicilia]
My hands are shaking
Pessimistic, tell me it's right, oh no, it isn't
Tryna fight myself with optimism
Tryna find myself in all this liquor
Trynna fill my mind but it always is her
Can I occupy my heart? Can't miss her tonight
Tell me I had my own mission fine
But how can I, how can I
How can I devote this emotion?
Motion, listen back, always hopin'
That the songs I wrote can do this feeling justice
I'm not good enough, it's never sufficient
I can't mind my own business
I don't know my own limits
I'm sorry you have to witness this
[ Christian Cicilia]
My hands are shaking
My bones are aching
I know I'm making a scene but I'll settle down
I'll make a mess to make amends
You want forgiveness? Just take it then
I'll say it's fixed but can't begin
To accept reality if that's what this is
[Christian Cicilia]
Pessimistic, tell me it's right, oh no, it isn't
Tryna fight myself with optimism
Tryna find myself in all this liquor
Tryna fill my mind but it always is her
Could I have my space? No, you need yours
I take it back, I'm wrong, of course
I'm always right but I'll say you are
If it gets us far and we stay our course
And it's only fair
Keep it in the fairway, it's better there
I know I'm making a scene but I'll settle down
I'll make a mess to make amends
You want forgiveness? Just take it then
I'll say it's fixed but can't begin
To accept reality if that's what this is
[Christian Cicilia]
Pessimistic, tell me it's right, oh no, it isn't
Tryna fight myself with optimism
Tryna find myself in all this liquor
Tryna fill my mind but it always is her
Could I have my space? No, you need yours
I take it back, I'm wrong, of course
I'm always right but I'll say you are
If it gets us far and we stay our course
And it's only fair
Keep it in the fairway, it's better there
Tell me your dreams, I'll get us there
They're always watching, let 'em stare
They're always watching, look this way
I take it back, please look away
I anticipate my next mistake
Is comin' soon and it could be great
Expectations never met
You probably wish we never met
But that's okay, I'll make my way back to you
I'm not ready yet
[Nick Crawford]
Ready, set, go
Said you'd never ever let go
Of my hand but you changed your mind for another one
Used my last chance, I need another one
But I lost you with empty promises that I regret every day
They're always watching, let 'em stare
They're always watching, look this way
I take it back, please look away
I anticipate my next mistake
Is comin' soon and it could be great
Expectations never met
You probably wish we never met
But that's okay, I'll make my way back to you
I'm not ready yet
[Nick Crawford]
Ready, set, go
Said you'd never ever let go
Of my hand but you changed your mind for another one
Used my last chance, I need another one
But I lost you with empty promises that I regret every day
Wish I could mend all that had happened but the pieces are broken
Look at the time that I wasted
On you and your selfish ways
Deception written on your face
I hate that I'm so addicted to you
When you told me you loved me, knew it wasn't true
But I'm trying to figure it out
Trying to keep it together, I'm coming apart at the seams
Promise it's not as it seems
Need your attention for a minute, darling
Feeling like a dog digging through the garbage
Trying to savor what's left of this connection that we once had
I guess it's all in the past
But I'm trying to figure it out
Look at the time that I wasted
On you and your selfish ways
Deception written on your face
I hate that I'm so addicted to you
When you told me you loved me, knew it wasn't true
But I'm trying to figure it out
Trying to keep it together, I'm coming apart at the seams
Promise it's not as it seems
Need your attention for a minute, darling
Feeling like a dog digging through the garbage
Trying to savor what's left of this connection that we once had
I guess it's all in the past
But I'm trying to figure it out
Trying to keep it together, I'm coming apart at the seams
Promise it's not as it seems
Need your attention for a minute, darling
Feeling like a dog digging through the garbage
Trying to savor what's left of this connection that we once had
I guess it's all in the past
Promise it's not as it seems
Need your attention for a minute, darling
Feeling like a dog digging through the garbage
Trying to savor what's left of this connection that we once had
I guess it's all in the past
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