Tonight I'm racing fast as always, Like a sprinter through the hallways of my mind, The maze is deep, And I can't eat, sleep, chew or raise my voice, To tell the truth without a fight, And I may be wrong but I'm never far from right. (x2)
I don't miss your kiss, The softness of your lips upon my face, I don't miss it. And I don't miss the way we'd move & sway, Like a picture perfect painting of two lovers in the sun, So tell me why do I always end up in this position, It's like the Spanish iquisition, That's the last damn time that I ignore my intuition, It's the last time.
Tonight I'm racing fast as always, Like a sprinter through the hallways of my mind, The maze is deep, And I can't eat, sleep, chew or raise my voice, To tell the truth without a fight, And I may be wrong but I'm never far from right...