they speak of jobs and positions
who's seeing who, who's settled down
they casually mention your name
the power in the a word's insane
how it triggers everything to come tumbling downinto the pit of my stomach
boulders and butterflies coexist
that chemical reaction shared by all romantics
threatens to persistchorus
and this
unanswered question
lingers on
to this later date
can i resign
to never knowing
if i was your one that got awaythe back and forth, the on and off
the "don't call anymore"
the leaving, the wishing i had stayed
a self inflicted prison i (wanna'/won't)? escape
like if i did the memories would decayand there'd be no more hours of dreaming
bout what a life with you (could) have been
that chemical reaction shared by all romantics
has some twisted need to existBridgesay you feel nothing when you see me
say that where i walk ,flowers have grown
say that i rocked your world
say that i was never your girl
just give me somethin'
give me somethin' i can put in stonechorus