We burnt out like cassettes that won't play I understand now why you couldn't stay "I'm really sorry." I tried to hold onto your crooked hands but should've let go It's pointless now but I think you should know I realize that I was wrong I'll slit my throat, turn into a ghost, cross my fingers and never let go I've got a feeling in my head and my heart, we try to keep ourselves together but we're falling apart Try to explain just why we can't keep ourselves in tact, it's true, but explanations won't do us any good, anymore