Forget

Fashion Club

Compositor: Pascal Steverson

I forget
How to love you
When I can’t feel your weight
Push the color from my face

But if I let
Myself hate you
I only imitate
The faults I thought I had erased

But held up to the light
I almost find a reason to be kind
When my memory gets wiped
It’s almost like the history isn’t mine

I regret
Close to nothing
Isn’t that what liars say
When they’re trying to save face

But if I get
Close to honest
The life I’ve fabricated
Feels too brittle not to break

But held up to the light
I almost find a reason to be kind
When my memory gets wiped
It’s almost like the history isn’t mine

What if changing doesn’t change a thing
I’d still tear my world apart
Just to keep from wondering

Apprehension could send me to my knees
Still I’d throw open like the gates
I wouldn’t have to feel a thing