Conversation No Sensation Things I've yet to say Your words still sting Just lingering I hang my head in weak dismay Thoughts of sorrow Bar tomorrow Keep my from the night I walk the paths back to the past And they all lead back to the same place
Why do I still call you name After all this time has passed Former feelings Still have meaning Voids I've yet to fill
There's moving on It's been and gone But I can't help but keep standing still You affection Stark reflection Of how things used to be Gotta bide my time Gotta keep me mine Gotta keep myself from thinking Gotta keep myself from drinking