The Verve

Tuesday, Feb. 11, 2003 ~ 8:30 AM

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And you have to understand... I don't mean this is a bad way.

When I was young I knew everything.
She a punk who rarely ever took advice.
Now I'm guilt stricken, sobbing with my head on the floor
Stop a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice.

I can't be held responsible;
'Cause she was touching her face.
I won't be held responsible.
She fell in love in the first place.

For the life of me I cannot remember:
What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise.
For the life of me I cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins.
We were merely freshmen.

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