 i could catch up to where you are
and see if we can make it right
if i thought meeting you somewhere in the dark
was gonna shed any new light
oh we'd sit around, we'd talk awhile
make polite excuses
but the cat has my tongue and i'm not saying much
'cause i get shy around bullshit
my new time-piece, is watching ice melt
down the bottom of my glass
and i love to watch them fuses burn
down towards their future plans
get me thinking about - it's time to empty out
these pockets of their idle hands
and sing la da dadada la da dadada
lock all the doors, pull the phone from the wall, run and hide
oh i used to be, i used to be such a nice guy
maybe clarity will creep up on me
and reset my senses like a clock
and you'll convince me that your reality
is a better idea than the one that i've got
and you'll give me a second chance at my second chance
and we will laugh about my near miss
and the good lord will reward my ignorance
with a little bliss
and i'll see a welcome face in the mirro that i don't recognise
oh i used to be, i used to be such a nice guy
but now the details are vague, it's so strange, like a previous life
oh i used to be such a nice guy
but now you say i don't know when to admit that i'm lost -
when to stubbornly insist that i'm not
oh dear bless every thought in your thoughtful head
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