These are models of my own design
Two circles never meeting
One in 92 and 95

And it's all been up to me

May not listen to my own advice

It can be so overwhelming
There are strains on every double life
But you won't hear me complain


Yes it's true
You knew

You believed it
You should just turn
And walk away


Took a compliment and photograph
Committed it to memory

Model of how not to act
At least not imitate


Wouldn't it have been ideal
If it all fell down from heaven
How am I supposed to feel

When I know what you did wrong

Yes it's true

You knew
You believed it
You should just turn

And walk away

Yes it's true

You knew
I was leaving
We're under the same sky line today