Sometimes it helps to hear a sad song on...
Drinking alone isn't always so bad, and
I know its a been a while since you've been gone.
But don't think that my feelings are sad.
I don't know what I feel,
and it's getting harder, and harder to deal,
with what's going on inside of me.
The way that things were and could still be
find a way to get the best of my pride.
When you hear it, do you start to sing along?
The way we danced and laughed when we were getting stoned,
and always replayed it a million times, our favorite song.
It's so hard when we're both stubborn headed,
and we don't want to look weak and taken in.
But the pieces of us can't be re-threaded and
there's no such thing as you and I again.
So don't tell me it's wrong to love the rain,
and the taste of this drink with the sad music playing.
I don't describe it as a kind of pain,
but it's not quite clear of what my mind is saying.
Sometimes the tears become uncontrollable,
and then there's times when they won't come.
I guess it doesn't help that the right one stepped in,
and gave me all that you never did.
He's never wrong, yet I'm always right,
and we have nothing but minute fights.
Nothings wrong, but sometimes it doesn't feel right.
Harder to explain than you and I.
Only fate...
will tell me why,
and who
will finally be my true.
