Hydroplane can you feel the pain of it? Another kiss I can't stand the taste of it. It's a ghost, it's a ghost, you can't hear her footsteps in the back door of my mind. Lipstick stains that last forever. One night stands that seem to sever my heart away...This is becoming too routine. If I stopped singing these words, and took some time to think... I would be so much smarter, but my voice would be so much weaker so forget it. I took a walk the other night... I heard him screaming out my name... But it wasn't as nice as the way he used to scream it in my bed. Bottom's up, bottom's up this time... I won't forget the taste of you, I won't forget that you were never mine.
