Mixes And Matches

Here's a minor correction

in the way that you left me

isn't this all wrong?

The story is all wrong.

You were the first one to bed

when all of this was said and done.

Freezing cold and bitter

this never ending winter...

I'll be home soon

to finish what we started.

Like glass we break

under the weight of the world.

The pressure is building

and I am revealing myself.

[Chorus:]

Feel the rhythm as you dance with me

and let your body move to this melody.

This song will change directions

like the waves in the sea.

I hope this plagues you with our memories.

Here's a minor correction

in the way that you left me.

Baby it's all wrong.

Take time to stop

and let me know you're in time

with the tick of a clock

If hearts were shoes I've worn yours thin

without a thought

Don't you worry mine were next in line

You call the shots.

[Chorus]

Green lost its color when my lust took over

GOD save me from myself

for I've lost control.

Now lay me back down to rest

I'll close my eyes and beg for death to come.

We are so close to being more than just alone.

Another reason for this lesson to hurt so much more.

In an effort to erase myself from this mess,

I clutch a photograph tightly to my chest.

I'll watch as four years crumble to the ground

Don't ever let this go.