I was so close to it   your words had a sting   for the first time I noticed   a tick in your cheek   one hand on the jar   one hand on my heart   thinking about it, I'm thinking about it   I was so close to it, I was so close to it   your words had a bite,    your words had a right      sometimes I forget   sometimes I forget   and your problems seem unreal to me   sometimes I forget   sometimes I forget   and your problems seem so unreal      I get a taste of it   where there is pain   in a town like this   in a town that's like death   I could taste the soot    in the rain and the words   stuck in my mouth to the roof of my mouth   I am searching   I am able to walk right by without missing   I'm ashamed that I waited    to cross the street to avoid your look      sometimes I forget   sometimes I forget   and your problems seem unreal to me   sometimes I forget    sometimes I forget   and your problems seem so unreal      sometimes I forget.. (x4)