Come together like a foot a shoe Only this time I think I stuck my foot in mouth. Thinking out and acting in vain. Knocking over anyone that stands in my way.
Sometimes I to apologize. Sometimes I need to admit that ain't right. Sometimes I should just keep my mouth or only say hello. Sometimes I still I'm walking alone.
Walk on eggshells on old stomping ground, yet there's really no one that's hanging around. Isn't that another face? Too drunk to figure out they're fading away.