Haste Aspartame
Can we get back to the time when everything was simple then?
"The truth is," she said
"I thought we'd won."
Each night we lay in desperation
Always think of the right words when our conversation is through
Your words on that day, I remember them so well
Don't say it if it isn't worth it
The needle hasn't reached the forties since you've stopped coming 'round
I feel sick and I don't feel anything
The bottom is the best company I've found
Steady hands
Can you remember losing out but who has won?
A two-year winter and moving on
Since you stopped coming 'round
Can we get back to the time when everything was simple then?
Can we get back to the time?
"The truth is," she said