this conversation always ends with goodbye
you're standing here behind the door
you're waiting with your hope
maybe you just have to sleep
in someone elses bed
maybe you just have to keep
searching for something better than perfect
which you know will never exist
its cut and dry
there's no defense-like look on our face
you know this
the clock is running down on me
theres no way i can win
maybe you just have to sleep
in someone elses bed
maybe you just have to keep
searching for something better than perfect
which you know will never exist
its cut and dry
i've known this all along
i loved you anyways
despite all your deceit
this ?? point of view
was ?prepared for?
how i would have felt
now all we have left are bodies and words
i can hear your voice forever
maybe you just have to sleep
in someone elses bed
maybe you just have to keep
searching for something better than perfect
which you know will never exist
its cut and dry | Bodies And Words | | Arrivals & Departures | | Silverstein | |
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