I was so close to it
your words had a sting
for the first time I noticed
a tick in your cheek
one hand on the jar
one hand on my heart
thinking about it, I'm thinking about it
I was so close to it, I was so close to it
your words had a bite, 
your words had a right

sometimes I forget
sometimes I forget
and your problems seem unreal to me
sometimes I forget
sometimes I forget
and your problems seem so unreal

I get a taste of it
where there is pain
in a town like this
in a town that's like death
I could taste the soot 
in the rain and the words
stuck in my mouth to the roof of my mouth
I am searching
I am able to walk right by without missing
I'm ashamed that I waited 
to cross the street to avoid your look

sometimes I forget
sometimes I forget
and your problems seem unreal to me
sometimes I forget 
sometimes I forget
and your problems seem so unreal

sometimes I forget.. (x4)