with an unbelievably forgettable face

i am entirely dependent on this time and place

and time wastes no time

it gets straight to messing things up in my head

i guess i'm like everyone else

and on that night i put my foot to sleep

along with everything in my

my ears were listening pleasently to you talking to who

and what's with this playing around with us?

it's a mystery to me

it's the end result of being mean to me

and that's fine as long as you realize that you're mean

and you talk to much for me too

it's the end

flip my initials and apply them elsewhere

i got the name wrong but not the status