different this time" We held our heads high and we lied I don't want to be accountable for this There's got to be a better way to handle it It's every
now You would probably ask me the same questions "What the fuck have you done?" and "Why?" But it's better unsaid It's unimportant Because to me Yeah it
waiting I suffer from impatience with everything I'm restless Kind of hard to feel like you have time to waste When you're insecure with everything around you It
