True (исполнитель: Glen Phillips)
So how, how did I lose the thread? When you reeled it in again I could be caught on that line spending my time, swimming with you Your love is often unkind, bitter and blind, sometimes casually [bad word] But it's [bad word] But it's [bad word] You give more than you would ever take Forgive the mess I leave in my wake I'm inconsistent at best, never at rest, ever the fool I'm always stumbling around knocking things down, whatever else I do I'll be [bad word] I'll be [bad word] I'll be [bad word] You're in and out of my hands Slipping like sand, passing like time Your love is [bad word] bold, careless and cold But it's mine, mine I won't tell you a lie, so be careful what you ask me I don't care, I don't mind if you never understand me Every day, every night I can promise you I can promise you I'll be [bad word] I'll be [bad word] [bad word]