Friend. Lover. Say something soon. I wreck the space, of me and you.
I've been taking a look at this dirty floor, walking over panels I've ignored.
I've been stepping on cracks and this time I slipped through.
Are you gonna say something soon? Say anything, to break this fool.
I've been taking a look at this dirty floor, walking over panels I've ignored.
I've been stepping on cracks and this time I slipped through.
Friend. Lover. Take this with you. I'll say anything to dull the truth.
I've done things I'll never do again, never do again. I told you this skipping record's bent, skipping record's bent.
I've done things I'll never do again, never do again.
Walking on this guilty crooked.
