Get It Out
November 14, 2007
Get it out, get it out
Just allow yourself to shout about
The moments that might have been
The sights you could have seen
Well let’s not get ourselves stressed, too excited, or depressed
Cause it’s not what it seems
There’s someone in between
And everybody claims to know
But I won’t believe it ’till you say so
You’re not the one
We’re just like that settin’ sun
So get it out, get it out
Just allow yourself to shout about
The stars, and what did they mean?
And the leaves, how they were green
Well it seems I won the battle, but I lost the war
Seems that I don’t matter, now that love’s a chore
Seems I won the battle, but I lost the war
Seems that you don’t matter, now that hearts are sore
So get it out, get it out
Just allow yourself to shout about
The moments I was too keen
And the dream that I had seen
So what if we could say what we mean,
And everything, we could mean to say?
Oh, with my heart you play
But I expected that anyway
Well it seems I won the battle, but I lost the war
Seems that I don’t matter, now that love’s a chore
Seems I won the battle, but I lost the war
Seems that you don’t matter, now that hearts are sore