Against My Better Judgement

With starving appetites for arguments You remind me of a secret I was never suppose to tell The time is up - the veredict's in Everybody's right - everybody wins Didn't you know you were a saint What a shameful fall from grace But I'll catch you Everybody's waiting for That something they can hold on to While tripping over our own words To self-dug graves for an excuse to fall Cause every failure's Just as sweet as the last As a dream comes When there are many cares So the speech of a fool When there are many words The sun it misses summer in winter Didn't you know we wear the same The same pretentious name Let's trade for awhile - I'm so curious