Where The Road Parts Lyrics

Its ironic how I fall just to get back up again

A fix to cure this ailing bitter agony

Maybe where the road parts you remember where we first met

So tongue and cheek with stale irony, if it pleases you it pleases me

Just an innocent call a telephone call

Just an innocent call



Now if you were in bloom

I'd pluck your petals clean

Although it won't seem so I can promise you my egos running me

Then I'd be called

You were the only one that didn't fold

But I just broke right down for you in an attempt to gain control



Maybe I'm a waste of time...

Sacrifice another life...



You were the only one that didn't fold