And To Think I Saw It On Mulberry Street

Part 2(What You've Heard Before)

You tease me with all the pretty words
"You're perfect" seems to be your motto
"I wonder what it'd be like if we..."
Always on the horizon of our(my/your) reality
Empty promises seem to be nothing more than
Your desire to hear your voice engage in vapid conversation

You say we should hang out more
I've yet to see anything resembling follow-through
Since you left, we don't hold any weight
On the verge of coming back, we float on quickly
Unless there's a sequel, I don't see this happening
Unless there's a sequel, I don't see me happy

Never follow through on engagements
Willing to give it up for a "much-needed" nap
"You can't expect me to be there..."
Always at the center of my consciousness
Empty promises want to be more than nothing
You can remember as you hang up the phone