Aspartame - Haste

Can we get back to the time when everything was simple then?

«The truth is,» she said

«I thought we’d won.»

Each night we lay in desperation

Always think of the right words when our conversation is through

Your words on that day, I remember them so well

Don’t say it if it isn’t worth it

The needle hasn’t reached the forties since you’ve stopped coming 'round

I feel sick and I don’t feel anything

The bottom is the best company I’ve found

Steady hands

Can you remember losing out but who has won?

A two-year winter and moving on

Since you stopped coming 'round

Can we get back to the time when everything was simple then?

Can we get back to the time?

«The truth is,» she said