Pass That Wrench

Que the violin, que the fucking violin..
And like everything, it breaks.

Raise the goosebumps

Forget the world, I'm your love
Lord, don't cast an evil on my love

A myriad of emotions.
Pictures play their parts.

They say a picture tells a thousand words.
Well, it hides a thousand words too.

My heart wrenches to see what we've become. Pictures of what was then, and the reality of what is now. From inseparable we've become irreconcilable.

It easy to point the finger, but I know I did my best.

Still, my heart wrenches to see what we've become.

"It's reality I guess," he said.

"Nothing ever lasts forever. That's why we should cherish ever moment we have."

Fucken shit