so sad, so sad
i could never make you stay
too bad, too bad
i could never walk away
so sad, so sad
i reply upon cliche
to help me explain
why i will never be the same
trying to be a perfect circle
neat just like i take my drinks
a crumb upon my plate leads to a week of crying streaks
i could never walk away...
i could never make you stay
it's such a shame
even wind knocks me around
its not that i don't try
its just that i'm better on the ground
what if i gave
my ambition for a brain
only a fool
would approve that trade
trying to be a perfect circle
weak just like i take my drinks
a crumb upon my plate leads to a week of cryin' sleep
i could never walk away...
i could never make you stay