17 Jul 2007
You can’t convince me I am wrong when I already know it.
You can’t expect to hold me back when I’m about to blow it.
I thought of every meaning you could hide inside an eyebrow.
I considered every reason that your sour stare would allow.

Can’t stop
Can’t stop
Can’t let it go
Stale/turn pale

In every look you send a hundred hopes in new directions.
In every hook I write another failure to detect them.

Can’t stop
Can’t stop
Can’t let it go
Stale/turn pale

It’s a habit now, you’ve got to have it now.