Certain things won’t ever make sense,
but still I can’t keep my mind from spinning.
Though we’re now in a past tense,
with you I was never sure of winning.

Still you decide to come around once more,
all we ever did was stumbling into being misunderstood.
Always got the feeling that you thought I was a bore,
now all that’s around us is the growing flood.

All the tears dried up fast still the pain last,
now I’m rewarded with weak tries after we called quit.
Thought it wouldn’t happen, but we did crash.


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