| True To Form |
| Slow dance with losing at the end While third rate lovers hone their skills Just stuck to the breaks that never bend Smoking sections still waiting for their bill (Chorus) More than ever Seems like nevers what you get Sleeping through this Seems like the only thing that firs Bright eyes and butterflies relax It hits you harder than the room Half-mast but faster with your facts You never thought it'd end this soon (Chorus) More than ever Seems like nevers what you get Sleeping through this Seems like the only thing that firs (repeat chorus ) |