The problem of mistakes
It’s that sometimes they kiss well
And look at me here, huh?
Making mistakes again
The problem of mistakes
It’s that sometimes they do well
Like nobody
And we get silly
Silly already knowing that it won’t work
But it’s worse not to have you around
And if I go making mistakes like this
What if I do right
I’m putting off the end just to live.
In this uncertain present
And if it were the opposite, inside out
Or backwards
This love would start wrong
And it would end up well.
And if it were the opposite, inside out
Or backwards
This love would start wrong
And it would end well with us.
With us
I’ll always make mistakes
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