He who hesitates is me My indecision's yours to see I have these words to say But they don't come til you're away
All I want to do is define The grey areas yours and mine Mind races excuse excuse I can't pry my tongue loose
I am a Chickenshit Libido's low my heart's with it So I write this dubious hit I am a Chickenshit
The subject's getting old I strike while the iron's cold I could tell you anything Except what my tongue won't bring I've had enough of this Wounds with a lemon twist What's that on your left Hand shadows of a wedding band
Why repeat the past Memories will last Not a lot to say Say it anyway
What is past you now Seems a sacred cow All I wanted was to give us both some hope I'm not good enough I'm not strong enough To be creator and destroyer of the rope Are you sitting down Yes you're sitting down You should be running but your past's a ball and chain You know all about the first step But can you take what comes next The wind's direction Doesn't need a weather vane Are you happy now? Are you happy now I was open but Your walls were in the way Just a little faith in me Just a little empathy You could be dealing With a different man today
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