with an unbelievably forgettable face
i am entirely dependent on this time and place
and time wastes no time

it gets straight to messing things up in my head
i guess i'm like everyone else
and on that night i put my foot to sleep
along with everything in my
my ears were listening pleasently to you talking to who
and what's with this playing around with us?
it's a mystery to me
it's the end result of being mean to me
and that's fine as long as you realize that you're mean
and you talk to much for me too
it's the end
flip my initials and apply them elsewhere
i got the name wrong but not the status