Buyer's Remorse from 4 Songs by Mock Identity

It should have been you and me
In that rickety house, ready to burn
Burn
I had to make out
That it couldn’t be
You were so angry
And I was ready to learn

Oh, how the truth ashes like paper
How pleasant is the fragrance?
And my love, for you,
Gets weaker every time
Not that you asked, but I’m doing just fine

Singing my song
Screaming out to you
In the depth of my soul
From blood
And too many times you
Screamed out at me
Saying things that I couldn’t believe

Oh, how the truth ashes like paper
Oh Oh
How pleasant is the fragrance?
And my love, for you,
Gets weaker every time
Not that you asked…
No, not that you asked, but I’m doing just fine
Don’t call me
Don’t write
I’m doing just fine
And you know what?
I’m doing just fine

• Punk
• grunge
• post-punk
• Washington