You’ll be accepting my apology
For taking things too seriously.
Sometimes I’m old enough to keep routines,
Sometimes I’m child enough to scream
For everything. I broke in two.
You’re barely missing me.
I’m missing you
And everything you do.
I really do.
I really do.
Sure I do.
My once photographic memory,
For recollections’s sake is failing me.
I can’t remember for the life of me.
Sometimes I can think to recite
Words that I read and rewrite.
My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong.
Sometimes I can think to recite
Words that I read and rewrite.
My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong,
We move on.
Get a job where I tell
All of my accounts of someone else.
I’m quick enough to judge that they were wrong
And that we knew it all along.
Sing a long long-winded song.
I would be content to hum along.
Humm
If I state that my fingers know where to show
What everyone should have known,
I’ll let it go.
Hopefully you’ll forget
Any words that I put in print.
My luck, you’ll change
Have strength enough to walk away.
Sometimes I can think to recite
Words that I read and rewrite.
My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong.
Sometimes I can think to recite
Words that I read and rewrite.
My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong,
We move on.
Sometimes I can think to recite
Words that I read and rewrite.
My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong.
Sometimes I can think to recite
Words that I read and rewrite.
My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong,
Read and rewrite it wrong.