Lyrics after the jump.
Can't Define
You'd think I'd have learned this one by now
I screw it up again somehow
The past is the future I allow
Differing angles to a chord
Simple suggestions I ignore
Either is neither anymore
It's nights like these I'd like to call
But you've already put back up your wall
I hope you don't mind I make it fall
Deeper than oceans, sweeter than wine
The type of girl that I cannot define
I want her attention, I want her mind
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm sorry I picked wrong
It isn't everyday a girl
Like you comes along
I don't say it often
I don't need to hear it
I you don't believe
Well forget about it
But know that I mean it
I truly regret it
Wish I could set it
And forget about it
I sit around this pain of mine
The type of pain that I cannot define
Wasting the present back in time
Deeper than oceans, sweeter than wine
The type of girl that I cannot define
I want her attention, I want her mind
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm sorry I picked wrong
It isn't everyday a girl
Like you comes along
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm sorry I've done us wrong
Can you give me another chance
For you to come along
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