I may as well try semaphore


As words no longer work

This fool was feeling cornered


And he acted like a jerk




He'd tell you he was sorry


If that made good the hurt


It's too late now, for sorry

It's too late now, for words





We survive, despite our desire to stray

Hell to pay


Thought you knew my desires


Innate it's not going away

I hope you're not going away





It's a question of convenience

How pain, with time, will fade


Surrendered to acceptance


Dark night gives way to day




It was meant to be a gesture


That mark across your face

It's too late now, for sorry


It's too late now, for grace




We survive despite our desire to stray


Hell to pay


Thought you knew my desires

Innate it's not going away





Hell to pay

Thought you knew


Hell to pay


Thought you knew




Thought you knew


Thought you knew

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