Letras
Ironic are
The intentions of my
Actions beside the results
Of their outcomes
And here it lay
On desire
No tears to save
What you admired required of you to do
Your deepest desires transpired a new untruth
The cute forearm tattoo
(Did you tell them the same old lines?)
It unique to you
(Patience is capacity)
But in this day and age
Those without are between far and few
And here it says
The qualifier
(I'm not Nancy, from now on)
To wait in vain
(And yet I've lost all capacity for patience)
What you admired required of you to do
Your deepest desires transpired a new untruth
What you admired required of you to do
Your deepest desires transpired a new untruth
What you admired required of you to do
Your deepest desires transpired a new untruth
What you admired required of you to do
Your deepest desires transpired a new untruth