Being the fourth step, I had to step in **** just to cross the bridge
He doesn't feel as much about this
Can this be really real, that I'm one of those whatever's...
I am sorry
I know
I know
Forgive me maybe, I guess you feel strongly about this and I feel slightly ashamed
Ok maybe a lot, when I perch upon that old vibration
Of what is
And what is not ok
Ok
I know

And shes decided her heart is broken,
Have you decided what the token is
Put the golden medal of sorrow around your neck
As she wanders around town looking for stories to tell about backstabbing and the man is elusive, who accepts her self centeredness
She was never my friend
Has she decided her heart is broken
Has she decided which token to carry