Without a Dash of Shame
V.2: I’m trying to borrow a new frame of mind
Without a dash of shame…without a dash of dread…
Screaming at the top of my lungs – I’m blind! X2
I’ve been lost in paradise, but I’m suddenly aware of what lies ahead…
Someday, you’d stand by me and say what you wanted to say to me – there’s no
need to feel dismay
Some say “you must pay the price one way or another”, but I say take your time
and let your happiness never last
*Chorus*
Oohh I knew you would come back
Oooh I knew you would come back to me…
Sometimes, I wonder if you love me or if you just pretend to love me so
Oooh I knew you would come back
Ooooh I knew you would come back to me…
There’s days when I feel positive when you’re around, but I have to-to go…
Oooh I knew you would come back
Ooooh I knew you would come back to me…
Someday, you’ll stay here with me…I pray…I pray that day would come someday
Somehow, you’ll see me through the pain…dismiss the ghosts of the past…
Oooh I knew you would come back
Ooooh I knew you would come back to me…
Someday, you’ll sit here and say what you wanted to say to me – there’s no need
to feel dismay
Some say “you must pay the price one way or another”, but I say take your time
and let your happiness never last
Oooh I knew you would come back
Ooooh I knew you would come back to me…
I’m no longer that magazine, alone on the magazine rack
V.3: My wounds are fresh and raw, so don’t pour your salt on it…I pray you
won’t fade to gray; I pray you won’t say your goodbyes today – say what you
need to say…every time I see you face, I ponder what’s going on in your mind –
can you (invite me to stay?)x2 oooh… oohoohoooh…
Your bitter words…your bitter, heartless words sting me like a bee on the palm of
my hands
Let me melt your freezing resentment away…just like nightfall, fading away until
morning comes…When the dawn arrives, it will be a sundrenched day – maybe it
will brighten up my darksome pit – I understand…what you’re going through…but
why have you gone away
Somewhere else where I can’t find you? oohoohoooh… (we’re like two opposite
grand lands; we’re foes, fighting with our might – putting things in our own hands)
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2014
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