You cam into my secret room just to change my mind.
And I was trying to do the right thing at the wrong time.
Wihtout a voice. Without a sound. Without a choice. You came out loud.
And I hate the fact that I never said what you mean to me.
and I hate the fact that I hate the fact that you're happy now.
Right on time. Right on target. It figures, it does.
(if I lied to you...and I lied to you, would you believe me now. How many times must I try to get this through to you. I know this isn't what you asked for at all. but it would mean the world to me if you would believe in me.)
One broke my fucking heart.
Another built it back.
So few I have loved in my life.
But you were right on time, looks like i've found the time.