We all have to deal with the day to day
and the regret of the one who got away...
We run and chase Amy till were sore
and we come to find that love is sometimes a chore..
We try to deal with all the new today's
and all the different parts we play.
All the pain and tears we shed
as we lie alone in our cold bed...
As we forgot what we meant to say
and remember the one that got away.
As we love ourselves but hate our existence
and find out that our soul is only worth 10 pence.
As we forgot how to really show affection
and find out that it's never in the same direction.
As we deal with the hell we're stuck inside
and all we've been trained to do is hide.
So keep it down and down talk about anything
and dear god, please don't start to sing.
Please keep all your pity and remorse
since it seems I prefer my voice hoarse.
so maybe I'll just deal it all away
and try to forget the one that got away.

06/14/1998

Posted on 12/16/2003
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