owen2005

I was so close to it
Your words had a sting
For the first time I noticed
A tick in your cheek
One hand on the jaw
One hand on my heart
Thinking about it
Im thinking about it
I was so close to it
I was so close to it
Your words had a bite
Your words had a ring

Sometimes I forget
Sometimes I forget
And your problems seem unreal to me
Sometimes I forget
Sometimes I forget
And your problems seem so unreal

I get a taste of it
Where there is pain
In a town like this
In a town thats like death
I could taste the soot in the rain in the words
Stuck in my mouth, to the roof of my mouth
I am certain, I am able
To walk right by without wincing
Im ashamed, that I waited
To cross the street to avoid your look

Sometimes I forget.