I am just another fool,
and I have to, keep telling myself that.
I am just a hypocrite,
and I have to, keep calling you one.
And I forgot to bite my tongue,
as my assumption,
is the mother of all mistakes.
So I assume the role,
open my mouth,
and clumsy words escape.
So why you,
wanna be there,
when you could be here,
you are slipping away.
I awake with your replacement,
a bottle in my grasp, in an unfamiliar place.
Because you put me out,
the butt of a sick joke, into this ashtray life.
As you come and go,
cause I forgot to service you,
and we broke down.
And you can't live with my mistakes,
but I assume false grace.
Open my arms and grasp at something true.
how are you,
how have you been
boy, i miss you,
wanna see you again
oh why you
wanna be there
when you could be here
your love's slipping away.
I bring out the worst in you,
and you try to let me know.
You bring out the worst in me,
anxiety, anxiety.
I'm trying to let you go,
you say I'm giving you the creeps.
So I assume the role,
open my claws and grasp for your heart.
- violins by lagwagon