Our battles are repetitous if not broken poetry and maybe that the attraction that you're as self-absorbed as me
You jumped to the conclusion and landed on my chest Now how am I supposed to make you see.
I'll just write this down with hopes that you'll understand I will no longer be disciplined by the frustration of an insecure man And now I kiss your face you'll know that I will no longer apologize for your former lover's mistakes.
My past is mine to keep Now who are you to question me...? Perhaps someday you'll learn Too bad it's not our turn
You jumped to the conclusion and landed on my chest Now how am I supposed to make you see.
I'll just write this down with hopes that you'll understand I will no longer be disciplined by the frustration of an insecure man And now I kiss your face you'll know that I will no longer apologize for your former lover's mistakes.
