Disengage

So you regret the last five years of your life with me

Don't you think that I feel the same way too?

Don't you think that I feel the same way too?

Disengage your eyes

At least one moment in time

And soon you will know

Trace the lines on my face

Until you are underneath

It all starts real slow

Walking sleepless through these streets

I don't understand a thing you mean

This relationship is based on what trails across the CD case

And it will all soon come to an end

But if you don't pick up the phone, you will regret it

I've said it before, but this time I mean it

You, you keep telling me that you regret

All the things that we've done

I've tortured you, that I'm willing to admit

Guilt-ridden for those years

Trying to forget, from now on

From now on

I met her at a show

Her dress was stained and her eyes had a glow

There were no lines to trace on her face

But I will make my way underneath

I'll just start real slow