Letra de Concessions

Okay, but I never went so far
As to say I was definitely leaving (or that I definitely wanted to stay)
Changing your mind is alright. Right? No way
Do you ever wish you were gone for a day?
Or forever if you needed, like you never said you needed a thing
What are my options at the end of the day?
Suggested study in dichotomies
Smothered with promise, or lacking for change
Picking from poison

Okay, so maybe I’d rather leave
That rotten apple where it ought to be
Relieve myself of making do with make believe
Like it “never meant” a thing to me