Sometimes we all live in a past,
with a girl named Chelsea Jen or Kath,
no matter what path you end on know this,
if it wasn't real would i really show this,
looks for the show biz, personality of a wife,
brains of a woman who is surely set for life,
thought you innocent, i was mistaken,
the second you whispered you wanted to be taken,
i could utter every word that you ever
wanted to hear until you saw truth in never,
why must you sever? and act so mean,
i see we're both unhappy back in routine,
smile so memorable, words fill scriptures,
my time is spent staring at old pictures,
burn my tomorrow wasting present with the past,
with a girl named Chelsea Jen or Kath.