Oh sometimes love is intoxicating
Oh you're coming down your hands are shaking
When you realise there's no one waiting
Am I better off a quitter
They say I'm better off now
Than I ever was with her
Six degrees of separation dell’album #3
First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little
oh no there ain't no helping, to remember one's self