Lyrics Second Guessing Cynic - Duplex Heart

Second Guessing Cynic

I can’t help myself
I can’t help myself
When I see those
Sons of bitches
Going at it everywhere
I turn my head
I can’t help myself
And so I make a scene
I go on and scream
How I hurt the ones I loved
And how I smiled at the ones
That always made me sick
And then I make a scene
Somewhere along
The river’s end
I turn our love into mud
To figure out
Where to go from here
Isn’t easy but it comes to flood
And somewhere along
The city streets
You’re telling me
There’s no other way
And I don’t really know
Where to go from here
And now we’re running out
Of things to say