I wrote another story. Something to get it out of my chest. My life is so boring. Here I am confessing. I am sick and tired of all the insincere. Why can't I just be honest? I have a secret and I wish I could give it away. I don't care when the critics jump in line. I got no reason to be ashame, I got no reasons to blame.
I've got nothing at all to remember you by. I just don't understand why won't you let me in. We could have waited for a little while. Let everything have it's way and we cracked the secret and smile. We forgot how we were when we together. Now, you've gone, wake me up and let me fall.