Right when it's another day tallking, love horse,
that damn song comes on, of course,
right when i'm okay, true and mellow,
shuffle has to go ahead and land on Blue & Yellow,
burns a hole to everyone who hears it,
not through who feels it but who fears it,
i can't let this feeling scare me,
still standing proud, i'm prepared; see!
Maybe i should have done something, lucks tough,
specially when you truly feel like you've done enough,
maybe i miss you and dream that i kiss you,
compared to this i'd rather waste time with you,
does that mean i admit it or think it?
do your freeze a heart, take another boat and sink it?
or do you try and fix what you now find you need?
this is what happens when it's never what it seems.