Vanishing Virtue
In the middle of a mid-Atlantic mess
A beauty with a west coast kind of mind
Dared to believe that all the
Best was yet to come with time
With all his capacities undefined
What would become of this love--
The time of her life or a waste of time?
Waste a couple calendars to see
Just where a love life roulette will lead
Empty the contents of your chest
And leave the rest to me
I never thought to ask you why
You never had a question
That's one punctuation mark that I
Specialize in
Woah, oh, oh, where did all my patience go?
Oh, I want to be better, but baby, believe me
It slipped through the fence with my common sense in tow
And, I know I'm so impossible
Oh, but I could be lucky, our lips could be touching
If I could just manage to keep mine closed
Keep mine closed
We sing to remember all the
Very same things that we drink just to forget
So, let's raise our glasses to
The songs that have not killed us yet
With this understanding of regret--
A mistake with a lesson pending, then
Why is your song still in my head?
Over and over I say
Woah, oh, oh, where did all my patience go?
Oh, I want to be better, but baby, believe me
It slipped through the fence with my common sense in tow
And, I know I'm so impossible
Oh, but I could be lucky, our lips could be touching
If I could just manage to keep mine closed
What can you do, what can you say
To a conscience on a ten-sentence delay?
You paid me your heart, I gave you change
So you pay me no mind and walk away
And I react with a lack of tact
It's a sad fact that I really got a knack for that
And I can't take back a single word
So I say, woah, oh, oh, where did all my patience go?
Oh, I want to be better, but baby, believe me
It slipped through the fence with my common sense in tow
And, I know I'm so impossible
Oh, but I could be lucky, our lips could be touching
If I could just manage to keep mine closed
Keep mine closed
Oh, but I could be lucky, our lips could be touching
If I could just manage to keep mine
A beauty with a west coast kind of mind
Dared to believe that all the
Best was yet to come with time
With all his capacities undefined
What would become of this love--
The time of her life or a waste of time?
Waste a couple calendars to see
Just where a love life roulette will lead
Empty the contents of your chest
And leave the rest to me
I never thought to ask you why
You never had a question
That's one punctuation mark that I
Specialize in
Woah, oh, oh, where did all my patience go?
Oh, I want to be better, but baby, believe me
It slipped through the fence with my common sense in tow
And, I know I'm so impossible
Oh, but I could be lucky, our lips could be touching
If I could just manage to keep mine closed
Keep mine closed
We sing to remember all the
Very same things that we drink just to forget
So, let's raise our glasses to
The songs that have not killed us yet
With this understanding of regret--
A mistake with a lesson pending, then
Why is your song still in my head?
Over and over I say
Woah, oh, oh, where did all my patience go?
Oh, I want to be better, but baby, believe me
It slipped through the fence with my common sense in tow
And, I know I'm so impossible
Oh, but I could be lucky, our lips could be touching
If I could just manage to keep mine closed
What can you do, what can you say
To a conscience on a ten-sentence delay?
You paid me your heart, I gave you change
So you pay me no mind and walk away
And I react with a lack of tact
It's a sad fact that I really got a knack for that
And I can't take back a single word
So I say, woah, oh, oh, where did all my patience go?
Oh, I want to be better, but baby, believe me
It slipped through the fence with my common sense in tow
And, I know I'm so impossible
Oh, but I could be lucky, our lips could be touching
If I could just manage to keep mine closed
Keep mine closed
Oh, but I could be lucky, our lips could be touching
If I could just manage to keep mine
Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Nicholas Briggs
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