with an unbelievably forgettable face   i am entirely dependent on this time and place   and time wastes no time   it gets straight to messing things up in my head   i guess i'm like everyone else   and on that night i put my foot to sleep   along with everything in my   my ears were listening pleasently to you talking to who   and what's with this playing around with us?   it's a mystery to me   it's the end result of being mean to me   and that's fine as long as you realize that you're mean   and you talk to much for me too   it's the end   flip my initials and apply them elsewhere   i got the name wrong but not the status