Sweetness, sweetness never suits me
When I get it up to take you home
Maybe it's love, love at first slightly drunk
Now I'm walking with the sun in my mouth
Worry, worry is a well
Gonna let it fall tonight from where we stand

What can't be decided
In the morning it will bring itself to you
I can see what's coming
But I'm not saying it

Sickness, weakness at the thought
Of how you're going to play
How long should I stay?
Promises, promises never cease to assist it
Now I'm back on my back
Please bite your words
Hurry, hurry to believe
I can always trust as much as you deceive

What can't be decided
In the morning it will bring itself to you
I can see what's coming
But I'm not saying it

What's your middle name?
How do you play the game?
I'll be the first to leave
When did I grow up?
I don't want to say too much
I'll be the first to leave

What can't be decided
In the morning it will bring itself to you
What can't be decided
Can fool you into thinking maybe you can choose
I can see what's coming
I can see what's coming
I can see what's coming
But I'm not saying it


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    i think he says "weakness at the thought"...like he's getting a stomach ache thinking of the girl. i can relate :)

    spectracideon August 22, 2007   Link

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