I choose which ones I loved
among the ones I’d be ashamed to say I loved
the rest I speak of with indifference
it’s all the same to me
no truth can set me free
once I cut the ties, the lies and the truth are all the same, anyway.
where do you fit in this equation
where do you fit in this equation
where do you fit in this equation
where do you fit?
(I choose evasion)
where do you fit in this equation?
you ask me low and slow...
I say “baby, I don’t know”
what I mean is, I know full well,
but baby, I will never ever tell....
among the ones I’d be ashamed to say I loved
the rest I speak of with indifference
it’s all the same to me
no truth can set me free
once I cut the ties, the lies and the truth are all the same, anyway.
where do you fit in this equation
where do you fit in this equation
where do you fit in this equation
where do you fit?
(I choose evasion)
where do you fit in this equation?
you ask me low and slow...
I say “baby, I don’t know”
what I mean is, I know full well,
but baby, I will never ever tell....
what’s loved and then lost
whatever the cost
can never be forgotten
lest you forfeit the lesson
what’s given and taken
and later forsaken
and left in tatters...
all of this matters.
pick up the pieces,
after it shatters.
glued all together,
the former, the latter.
all of this matters.
all of this matters.
I’ll always remember.

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