I want to be forgotten,
and I don’t want to be reminded.
You say “please don’t make this harder.”
No, I won’t yet.
I wanna be beside her.
She wanna be admired.
You say “please don’t make this harder.”
No, I won’t yet.
Oh dear, is it really all true?
Did they offend us and they want it to sound new? Top ten ideas for countdown shows… Whose culture is this and does anybody know? I wait and tell myself “life ain’t chess,”But no one comes in and yes, you’re alone…
You don’t miss me, I know.
Oh Miss, what did you write?
I come together in the middle of the night. Oh that’s an ending that I can’t write, ’causeI’ve got you to let me down.
I want to be forgotten,
and I don’t want to be reminded.
You say “please don’t make this harder.”
No, I won’t yet.
I want to be beside her.
She wanna be admired.
You say “please don’t make this harder.”
No, I won’t yet…
