but its a matter of timing and you only have so long to capture the feeling before its gone
eventually it came to a head, over something as making coffe, you said it was a mistake to ever try and help me, then you went in the kitchen
i drove off to go buy some stuff, which was a mistake because i didnt want to come back, i just sat in the parking lot
i felt sick and i didnt know what to do, how long would it be before i could face you?
flash back to the first angry song i had to hide from you, it goes like this: im hiding from you. at the qfc