Line your tragedy with a
Twinkle in your eye
Spilled by every drop of wine
Your invitation is a contradiction
To our position
As I drain myself to hold
Together dedication
You involve assumption lacking
Common sense
Stop and think before you make a dent
Silent broken glass lines your footsteps

What if I knew that my mistakes
Could be tossed, and I could change
Every little thing to you is just a waste
Every night I contemplate
And wishing to erase
All the tribulations
That never seem to go away

Aside from what you've lost,
Justify the cause
By another glass amarillo box
The tears are plain to see
Think of what you need
Instead of catastrophe
I'm drowning in a sea
Torn between my home,
And the desire to leave
The sentence fits the crime
Turning grey
I hate to say it's you that
Makes me afraid
Filter no madness
Sleeping through the sadness

What if I knew that my mistakes
Could be tossed, and I could change
Every little thing to you is just a waste