So far we've lost focus Let's just concentrate on words that could mean everything
On nights like this We drink ourselves dry And make promises Without intention
So fortunate that this was brought up The last time. As I recall I can't hold up your every expectation
On nights like this We drink ourselves dry And make promises Without intention
My God, is this what we've become? Living parodies of love and loss Can we really be all that lost?
So fortunate that this was brought up The last time. As I recall I can't hold up your every expectation
One moment to another I am restless Seems making love forever can often risk your heart And I cannot remember when I was this messed up In service of another I am beautiful
