Oranges

Maybe I'll never
Ever find the answers
To all my petty problems
Blame it on the weather
Nothing is in order
And I am not clever
Broken with a record
Now I'm fucked because I let her

No, I never bothered
To listen to my father
She'll lead you down a dead end, Son
And leave you with a smoking gun

Never saw the blindside around the bend
All my efforts never seem to break the trend
Survived the end
But still don't know where I begin
To pick up all the pieces and start to mend

Don't say
Don't say I never told you so
Because I told you so
Too late too run
What's done is done
And sometimes that's the way it goes
Yeah that's the way it goes

Too late to run
What's done is done

Never saw the blindside around the bend
All my efforts never seem to break the trend
Survived the end
But still don't know where I begin
To pick up all the pieces and start to mend

Don't say
Don't say I never told you so
Because I told you so
Too late too run
What's done is done
And sometimes that's the way it goes

Yeah that's the way it goes



Credits
Writer(s): 7 Minute Martians
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