Tekster: Ten Foot Pole. Rev. Muffled.

I thought we solved this problem long ago
I thought we grew up but we still need to grow
Somehow, it rained on our common ground

Now, when dig in we slip around
I hear the sarcasm in your voice
Think of all the times you made me wait
Without thinking, without trying, I make that face

The face you fucking hate
It's always been this way between you and me
Can we ever change? Is this how it has to be?
We try to patch things up but it's not the same
We try to show respect, it's too late in the game

Can you take me back to yesterday?
So I can say all the things I didn't say
Maybe times were tough and maybe things were worse
But I don't remember it that way

The times, the wasted times there are times
When we seem so strong, then we forget that we
Don't get along, some of these times are not in a bar
I can't believe that we made it this far
I can't believe that we made it this far