Lyrics

Well I always wondered
could she really mean that?
It never seemed part of the plan
I remembered

Now I fall asleep
and my evil brain keeps repeating, repeating
"get out of here while you can,
this isn't up to you, man,
this isn't up to fate or chance
or anything"

Charm erased
out of space

Now you wonder her name
and so do I
So far removed from the loving game
that it hurts to try

Trying to build the pieces up
from something as real as love
I can't remember though I try
"This isn't up to you, man,
this isn't up to fate or chance
or anything"

The longer it goes
the more you know
and the less you learn