October

October satisfaction keeps on
Causing me distraction
So destructive and demeaning
To the parts that need more healing

So I run
Head first
In to you

And I have a tendency to adore things
That pull on fragile heart strings
But to quit it, I just can't seem to do
So baby
Save me, and break my little heart into two

O-Oh, You'd think that fool was written on my forehead
Your lies are but a joke
And I'd be better off just going back to bed
And even there you couldn't keep things up afloat

Well Trusting your intentions
Is like living in three dimensions
When one matches the others seem to change
So unpredictable and definitely below my range

Well you're throwing girls that flatter
Cause to you they do not matter
While another awaits
Their mistake

And they'll only realise
When they've opened up they're eyes
And it's too late

O-Oh, You'd think that fool was written on my forehead
Your lies are but a joke
And I'd be better off just going back to bed
Even there you couldn't keep things up afloat

Whenever you call I would come running
To discover you're no fun loving
Have you ever stopped to question what you do

I'll tell you there's no more loving here
And enough of my time's been wasted on you

Now it's knowing I deserve better
Hope you make her bedsheets wetter
Than you ever could have
Made me

Well maybe this October
I'll know just what it's like to be
Free