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Loose Ends

 

Loose Ends

(album: Speak For Yourself - 2005)


Doing everything by halves... got a real flare with excuses.
Meeting someone at the bar... where loose ends still have uses.

It's complicated... this time, I think it could be.
Triangulated, it could be just what we need...
So what you say... we give it up and walk away?
We're overrated, anyway.

We're kissing without kissing... got it down to a fine art.
Love's supposed to keep you young and frisky; we grew up and wide apart.
Not now, not ever, no... it's never a good time.
How will the good times ever roll along?
Comparing photos then and now.
Just wondering...wondering...where it all went wrong.

It's complicated... this time, I think it could be.
Triangulated, it could be just what we need...
So what you say... we give it up and walk away?
Nothing to salvage, anyway.

Want to, oh, need to, oh, Try to, oh none of the above...
Want to, oh, need to, oh, Try to, oh none of the above...
Want to, oh, need to, oh, Try to, oh none of the above...
Want to, oh, need to, oh, Try to, oh...

It's complicated... this time, I think it could be.
Triangulated, it could be just what we need...
So what you say... we give it up and walk away?
We're overrated, anyway.

It's complicated... this time, I think it could be.
Triangulated, it could be just what we need...
So what you say... we give it up and walk away?
Nothing to salvage, anyway.

done

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