My Neverending Song

I remember those times
and those hushed results
knocking on the walls when you were not around
although we never did see
the beginning of what we all want

and ill cling cling to the things im missing
sing sing til youre revisiting
the past few feelings we have left alone

reeling from the outcome like I have before
I had never thought to
turn and let go of of/ let go of everyone ill

cling cling to the things im missing
sing sing til youre revisiting
the past few feelings we have left alone

ill crawl until you pick me up
swing like a ragdoll in your palm
forever and always youre
the subject to my neverending song

you seem to pick
the perfect holes in everyone you
saw me moving step by step in the right way
youd never let

me get past your self obsession
but I choose to quite
so get over yourself I have

cling cling to the things im missing
sing sing til youre revisiting
the past few feelings we have left alone
ill crawl until you pick me up
swing like a ragdoll in your palm
forever and always youre the subject to my neverending song