Forget the metaphors and those sweet simple similes, I miss your eyes piercing brilliant blue, but I got patience, patience for days, A virtue and a curse I wish I could throw away, I've got this knack for over thinking, and this lack of tact is unmistakably hopeless, well I'm hopelessly hopeful for what I can and can not have, don't cover it up with cautionary lies, whatever gets you, you've always had me, god damn it's a mess let's address the facts, falling into old habits covering up our tracks, if you knew this would end up like the last, just another six months that I'll never get back, said you wanted, said you wanted to forget the past, giving up is pretty easy when you come up last, And I've got nothing but words for you to chew up quickly and throw up fast, don't cover it up with cautionary lies, whatever gets you, you've always had me