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Cut Here
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Cut Here

So we meet again! and I offer my hand

All dry and english slow

And you look at me and I understand

Yeah it’s a look I used to know

Three long years… and your favorite man…

Is that any way to say hello?

And you hold me… like you’ll never let me go

Oh c’mon and and have a drink with me

Sit down and talk a while…

Oh I wish I could… and I will!

But now I just dont have the time…

And over my shoulder as I walk away

I see you give that look goodbye…

I still see that look in your eye…

It’s so hard to think It ends sometime

And this could be the last

I should really hear you sing again

I should really watch you dance

Because it’s hard to think

I’ll never get another chance

To hold you… to hold you…

I should’ve stopped to think – I should’ve made the time

I could’ve had that drink – I could’ve talked a while

I would’ve done it right – I would’ve moved us on

But I didn’t – now it’s all too late

It’s over… over

And you’re gone..

I miss you I miss you I miss you

I miss you I miss you I miss you so much

But how how many times can I walk away and wish If only…

But how many times can I talk this way and wish If only…

Keep on making the same mistake

Keep on aching the same heartbreak

I wish If only…

But If only….

Is a wish too late…

From the The Cure’s Cut Here

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