Forget the metaphors and those sweet simple similes, I 
miss your eyes piercing brilliant blue, but I got 
patience, patience for days, A virtue and a curse I wish 
I could throw away, I've got this knack for over 
thinking, and this lack of tact is unmistakably hopeless, 
well I'm hopelessly hopeful for what I can and can not 
have, don't cover it up with cautionary lies, whatever 
gets you, you've always had me, god damn it's a mess 
let's address the facts, falling into old habits covering 
up our tracks, if you knew this would end up like the 
last, just another six months that I'll never get back, 
said you wanted, said you wanted to forget the past, 
giving up is pretty easy when you come up last, And I've 
got nothing but words for you to chew up quickly and 
throw up fast, don't cover it up with cautionary lies, 
whatever gets you, you've always had me