Chisel Breaking Up With Myself
You're in the clear, in the clean, but it was mean to say that I'm something that you could do without
Seeing Red, Pretty Green, another year that was pretty lean, both within and witout
Oh thank you so now, you've been so kind. But where will you go now, when you don't find
You're in control now, all the time. There will be days I forget you. They'll be days that I make it through
