Mark the calendar for May Wasn't May the month we started? To stick around for magnet compatibility I'll offer up my cue, it's been too long my dear This sickening dance I've got the calluses to prove to you that I've been bruising too This is it, we can't get back what went away Locked to our hopes for something new That's all you get A shining image of yourself flawed by mistakes you never made There's nothing left but a few words when pa**ing by You can't admit that there's nothing to say I wish you were more than just a hobby to me (We could stop or move on, a month or two to be together) And when you let me go you led me into... (Why can't I want more than just...) Your warping vision of the way we'll be once we get so lonely This is it, a final plea for leniency Can't wait around for something new That's all you get A buried memory of me locked on our slow and tired dance There's nothing left Twelve frozen months did melt away Is this how it had to be I'd say I do, I wish you'd say I'd say I do, I wish you'd say I'd say I do, I wish you'd say it too