
Date of issue: 22.10.1998
Song language: English
Wrist Rocket |
2, 3, go! |
is now a good time to say that i’m sick of playing all |
your games with your head in a corner? |
but i didn’t walk away. |
and if you’re wondering why… i said i’d be there to wipe the |
tear from your eye. |
push me away. |
tell me to stay. |
can you |
imagine my confusion? |
well, i don’t think you can. |
i asked, |
«what's up with you?» |
«why can’t you just make |
up your mind?» |
cause, it’s the same sorry story every |
time. |
remembering just what you said to me. |
you said if i |
didn’t want to, that meant that i didn’t have to. |
there was no |
reason for the both of us to feel like you do. |
but i didn’t go |
away, cause if i did you’d blame it all on me and that’s the |
same old story. |
remember when it didn’t hurt cause i refused to |
treat you like dirt? |
is now a good time to say that i’m sick of |
playing all your games with your head in a corner? |
but i didn’t |
walk away. |
and if you’re wondering why… i said i’d be there to |
wipe the tear from your eye. |
push me away. |
tell me to stay. |
can you imagine my confusion? |
well, i don’t think you ever |
thought you could. |
don’t think you ever thought you could. |
don’t think i’ll ever forget. |