Chatting Up the Werewolf
So... I see this again
I sense the look of disapproval
On your face
And all the things you said
They'll haunt my brain
A constant memory
And I can't take the strain
I'm trying
But can't seem to gain any traction
I can barely breathe
And all those things you've said
To me
Are right
Let's just go to sleep
And call it
A night
I'm down and out
And I need a friend
Someone to call my own
But all the words that were said
Are like jagged knives
That you've stabbed in me
And I can't make amends
I sense the look of disapproval
On your face
And all the things you said
They'll haunt my brain
A constant memory
And I can't take the strain
I'm trying
But can't seem to gain any traction
I can barely breathe
And all those things you've said
To me
Are right
Let's just go to sleep
And call it
A night
I'm down and out
And I need a friend
Someone to call my own
But all the words that were said
Are like jagged knives
That you've stabbed in me
And I can't make amends
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Writer(s): Michael Johnson
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