Is it me or you who's talking this time?
Is it anyone? How come my words
Get stuck in my throat every time you're asking
Promised myself this time.
Promised myself to say what I was thinking.
But some songs are better off unsung,
No matter how honest.
Yet sometimes we all must drop it,
And now you're waiting promised myself this time,
Promised myself not to say I am sorry.
I think you know, but I am not sure,
But sure as hell is that I won't ask,
Can't tell now you would react and I don't want
To do a test. I think I'll leave when I wake up.
