Well the upper hand is a funny thing 'cause it disappears like your car keys if you're careless. I was on the upside once, but I'm on the flipside now, and it's getting pretty lonely down here. And we don't have to go to Paris this year. I have suspended my disbelief for too many nights now and it's all come crashing down. And as my head hits, my heart is broken cause you haven't spoken a word. Every time I get my breath back I am more callused than I was the day before, and maybe today I will be too tough to let you back into my world. Well I won't pretend that I don't get sad when you say my name without smiling, like you used to. And I won't pretend that I'm not afraid to walk out the door and get over you like I think I have to. But don't, don't let me walk away this time 'cause I am not ready to close the book on us just yet, just yet. And oh, I keep wondering why I have so many more sad songs than happy ones, and I look for where the disjuncture lies between how I can feel for you and how I do feel today. And I promised my friends that I will not be hurt again. And I promised myself that I will not, I will not be hurt again. A little over a year we've both thrown so much bullshit each other's way. And I have no claim to say that anything will change, and what I don't know is if I need to be alone. And I... I'm so scared you'll find a girl. And if anything is evident in all that I have come to claim, it's that I am so confused. If anything is evident in all that I have come to say, it's that I am so still in love with you. We don't have to go to Paris this year....Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
