at the opportune moment
i swoop down, swing, swing, i missed her
now it's out into the open
i call her, ring, ring, she's not there
at the opportune moment
she tells me, fling, fling, "i kissed him"
now it's out into the open
i go out drink drinks i can't stay in
it's not like her
it's not like...
it's not like her
to make me feel guilty
to reduce me to nothing
at the opportine moment
i remind her faith what she was lost
now it's out into the open
i feel like a weight has just been dropped
it's not like her
it's not like...
it's not like her
to make me feel guilty
to reduce me to nothing
it's not like (x4)
