music and lyrics by Paul Megna
I get up six am coffee paper back to bed again
Cause the news is never good I only read the parts I think I should
THINK I SHOULD WRITE THE PERFECT SONG BUT EVERYTHING IS WANTING SINCE YOU'RE GONE
I'm up again twelve fifteen my body yearns for more caffeine
Oh but the coffee's burned to the pot thought I turned it off but I forgot
Yeah I Forgot Most Everything
That I Had Promised You That I Would Bring
To Our Lives To Our Bed
And I Still Hear Your Static In My Head
Another day gives way to night what starts so great just winds up with a fight
Cause we are both misunderstood we never say the things I think we should
THINK WE SHOULD RIGHT ALL OUR WRONGS BUT WE COULD NEVER FIT THEM IN A SONG
It's been a month maybe a year the things I thought I want disappear
But my love for you will not thought I turned it off but I forgot
Yeah I Forgot Most Everything
That I Had Promised You That I Would Bring
To Our Lives To Our Bed
And That's The Truest Thing
That's The Truest Thing
That's The Truest Thing
I Ever Said
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PM - acoustic guitar, b. vocal, fx, organ, piano, vocal
Konrad Meissner - drums
Don Piper - electric guitar, fx
Len Small - stand-up bass
