I feel so important today and I wish I didn't
I
I thought about you just last Saturday
My voice got cracked,
What kind of situation
Have I brought upon myself?
Some kind of
Friday night, I'd just got back
I had my eyes shut,
It was only last June when her old man ran
I'm on a mission, baby
I'm not hearin' what you're sayin'
Stop
I ain't got no outfits to pick and choose
So, I
I heard the floor creak or so I thought
I
It's been a long, dark, lonely hall
Between the cracks I
