What's the arguing word that you place around my head? Another i've never heard as it blankets our uncovered bed. Don't look back. I know you're not how i'll forget you. Don't look back. You'll see someone you burned right through. I figured once a gentle breeze would come to me from the deep, A bout of which i'd never know and bring to me appending sleep. Don't look back. I know you're not how i'll forget you. Don't look back. You'll see someone you burned right through. A tidal wave's been ever full of whistling and wine ___ But i still miss the wonderful things that you said were wrong.