There you said itnSo it’s over nownTrapped, trialled, and sentenced by your own mouthnIf I could just impart to younOne thing I’ve learnednIs that the end will come in a form of love unreturnednYou think that I’ve never been in your situation nBut don’t stare like a haven’t babe cause I’ve beennnSo put it in your pocketnOr write it downnSever, save, and sing it when no one’s aroundnSketch and scribble out it’s the way you feelnThen saw it off and sell it for a single billnSo this is no different than what you’ve heard beforenCommon code of accusations and metaphornSo when asked if I had anything to say to hernWell you better take a seat my dearnCause I’ve been savingnnSo there’s something in my voice nownBe it tear or terror nServes as both a message and the couriernI have abandoned everything I’ve learnednCause I’ll be weeping when it all kicks innFor what we werenYou know good luck it ain’t nothing but an angel’s choicenYou know good luck it makes nothing but brittle boysnSo the lines on my face they are disdained from joynCause I’m finally overflowing nownCause I‘ve been saving upn