When thing's become full circle
                Do they just go back to square one?
                Will you make me believe I was wrong again
                Just to shy away as a friend

Or could you say there's been progress
              That it's not just another digress
              Save me a fatal wound to the chest
              A quiet, kosher loss at best
              
Rest away my thoughts for now, coax me to retire
            Obliterate my dumb desires
            My heart
            It starts to tire