Из альбома: At the End of Paths Taken
The singer brought her to tears
But they were my words not hers
What I said, or didn’t say
It doesn’t really matter anyway
Beside me, you looked so small
So I’m the one now that makes you crawl
A misplaced word, nothing brutish
Can serve as the sand to extinguish the flame
It doesn’t really matter anyway
It doesn’t really matter anyway
It doesn’t really matter anyway
It doesn’t really matter anyway
It doesn’t really matter anyway