From the album Last Supper
Lyrics by: Dave Mountain
Music by: Dave Mountain
Maybe you heard she was beautiful;
You surprised me with your reaction.
I didn't expect the venom in your humor
to be your latest attraction.
And now I noticed the little things
Remembering birthdays, you forget mine
Since when have you gone for the grand diva act
or was it my eyes that were making me so blind?
Maybe we weren't meant to be happy
Or maybe I'm fine just the way I am
Maybe I can only work when my life is cold.
Maybe everything's a stage
Mistakes get made and my life goes on
Maybe's what I learn to say when I feel old.
Maybe I love you; if I do, it's forever
'Til death do us part, without pen or paper
You hurt me worse than all the rest;
I'll treasure the scar and I'll pick at it later.
Maybe I love you; no, I won't take it back
As much as I'd like to explore a new tack
The penalty for the sins of remission
Is the sweet hair shirt for the strength I lack
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