You’ll be accepting my apology For taking things too seriously.
Sometimes I’m old enough to keep routines, Sometimes I’m child enough to scream
For everything. I broke in two. You’re barely missing me.
I’m missing you And everything you do. I really do. I really do.
Sure I do. My once photographic memory, For recollections’s sake is
failing me. I can’t remember for the life of me.
Sometimes I can think to recite Words that I read and rewrite.
My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong. Sometimes I can think to recite Words that I read and rewrite. My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong,
We move on. Get a job where I tell All of my accounts of someone else.
I’m quick enough to judge that they were wrong
And that we knew it all along. Sing a long long-winded song.
I would be content to hum along. Humm If I state that my fingers know where to show
What everyone should have known, I’ll let it go. Hopefully you’ll forget
Any words that I put in print. My luck, you’ll change Have strength enough to walk away.
Sometimes I can think to recite Words that I read and rewrite.
My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong.
Sometimes I can think to recite Words that I read and rewrite.
My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong,
We move on. Sometimes I can think to recite
Words that I read and rewrite. My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong.
Sometimes I can think to recite Words that I read and rewrite.
My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong,
Read and rewrite it wrong.