I should let this go but I just cant And now its just a lesson I cant grasp So whats really the best that I could do To hope to see you every year or two And the things you said Do they still make sense Could you mean them now Did you even mean them then I could torture myself Insane and tense But I dont have the strength Im crushed in pain you drifted through my life But even looking back I know its right I gave you my heart scared complete and whole When all you ever asked for was my soul And theres nothing left But a song or two That mean not a thing If I cant play them for you If I could hear your voice just one more time Maybe Id be fine But I guess I wont Cos its too late now And I guess youre gone Cos its too late now And the pain I feel Is all I can take Maybe this turn of karma Is too late Maybe I was wrong Maybe I was caught In a net of passion Maybe I was caught Maybe I should take it all with salt And soon Ill believe that its not my fault And its not my fault And its not my fault And its not my fault And its not my fault And its not my fault And its not my fault If I say it enough Ill believe that Its not my fault
fault, maybe, late, co, mean