Feb. 15th Paroles

Into this song I send myself
And with these drinks
I plan to collapse and forget
This wasted year
These wasted years
Devoted friends they disappear

And, I'm sorry about the phone call
And needing you
Some decisions you don't make
I guess it's just like breathing
And not wanting to
There are some things you can't fake

Yeah, there are some things that you can't fake

Well I guess that it's typical
To cling to memories you'll never get back again
And to sort through old photographs
Of a summer long ago And that ancient date, that ancient date
And you can't believe that he's really gone
When all that's left is a fucking song

I'm sorry about the phone call
And waking you
I know that it's late
But thank you for talking
Cause I needed to
Yeah, some things just can't wait

Yeah, some things just can't wait
Yeah, some things just can't wait
Yeah, some things just can't wait