Forgotten - Thea Gilmore

I have been looking for loose change

Down behind the armchair seat

I’ve been propping up this coffee cup

Looking down, down into the street

And I hate what I’ve become, said

I hate the insecurity of freedom

Holding every breath, counting every step

Checking every sentence with a polygraph test

Hey yeah, Hey yeah, Hey yeah

All is forgotten

Hey yeah, Hey yeah, Hey yeah

Mmm, that’s it

And you have always craved a conscience

And I have constantly avoided that with

Sincere regrets, sir, I must inform you

I will not be another feather in your cap

Hey yeah, Hey yeah, Hey yeah

All is forgotten

Hey yeah, Hey yeah, Hey yeah

Mmm

I had it all worked out

Had all my T’s crossed, my errors ringed

You got me all worn down

You had to go and ruin everything

I have been looking for loose change

Down behind the armchair seat

I’ve been propping up this coffee cup

Looking down, down into the street

All is forgotten