Mark The Calendar For May

Wasn't May The Month We Started?

To Stick Around For Magnet Compatibility



I'll Offer Up My Cue

It's Been Too Long My Dear

This Sickening Dance

I've Got The Calluses To Prove To You

That I've Been Bruising Too



This Is It, We Can't Get Back What Went Away

Locked To Our Hopes For Something New

That's All You Get

A Shining Image Of Yourself

Flawed By Mistakes You Never Made

There's Nothing Left

But A Few Words When Passing By

You Can't Admit That There's Nothing To Say



I Wish You Were More Than Just A Hobby To Me

(We Could Stop Or Move On, A Month Or Two To Be Together)

And When You Let Me Go You Led Me Into...

(Why Can't I Want More Than Just...)

Your Warping Vision Of The Way We'll Be Once We Get So Lonely



This Is It, A Final Plea For Leniency

Can't Wait Around For Something New

That's All You Get

A Buried Memory Of Me

Locked On Our Slow And Tired Dance

There's Nothing Left

Twelve Frozen Months Did Melt Away

Is This How It Had To Be

I'd Say I Do, I Wish You'd Say

I'd Say I Do, I Wish You'd Say

I'd Say I Do, I Wish You'd Say It Too