Typecast: Bad news brown

Aug 3, 2007

You’re making this hard for me
I’m cleaning the mess I’m in
Please don’t pretend
Cause you’re just the same like me
What did those angry stares mean?
I don’t understand
You told me that I’ve changed
But I haven’t and you’re still here
In my heart since you’ve been gone
I always think about you
Not you’re back I don’t know what to do
I know we can never be And I know it but I don’t want to believe