Rift

It's Quarters Of Change, bitch

Like to carry much inside my bag

Except my heart, except my aid, page, mints, and paper

That was due last week, now it's overdue

And I don't think I'm better, better than this

I think I'm better, better at drinking

Know I said that I'm coming home

But you know I won't

I know I'm better at putting you off

Than giving you all my love

Well like what they do at a restaurant

I need someone to give me a check

I need someone to keep me incheck and love me

Into the rift

And my ego is killing my feelings

Murder in the first degree

Judge and jury are out on the prowl

Well I know they'll find me

Guilty on all charges except for lying

When I said, "I love you"

Oh, I love you

Oh, yes I do, oh, through and through

Well, would you love me?

Well, would you love me?

Into the rift, the rift, the rift, the rift

Would you love me

Into the rift, the rift, the rift, the rift?

But would you love, love, love, love me

Into the rift, the rift, the rift, the rift?

Oh, would you love, love, love, love me (Love me)

Into the rift, Into the rift?

Would you love, love, love, love me (Love me)

Into the rift, the rift, the rift, the rift?

Would you love me...