Paroles: The Black Maria. The Concubine.

So take a minute and ask yourself why
Every second you're after just seems to to pass
Take a minute and ask why you ran away from it
And every moment thereafter is a relapse
From the memory before to the one that just passed
Take a minute and ask yourself why

It's easier to appease me
When you are down on your knees
And you're begging for me
To take is easy on you, it's easier to
Leave you when you're down

These are just wasted intentions
They're mixed up and they're all pretentious
Yesterday seemed so long ago
And the best of me is almost too hard to find
These are just wasted intentions
They're mixed up and they're all pretentious
Why do you face this alone?

So now you've watched the playback in your mind
Would you agree that you let is all slip past
I just had to ask why it got away from you?
Does every regret burn from the inside
From the memory before to the one that just passed?
Watch it again and ask yourself why?

It's easier to appease me
When you are down on your knees and alone

These are just wasted intentions
They're mixed up and they're all pretentious
Yesterday seemed so long ago
And the best of me is almost too hard to find
These are just wasted intentions
They're mixed up and they're all pretentious
Why do you face this alone?

These are just wasted intentions
They're mixed up and they're all pretentious
Yesterday seemed so long ago
And the best of me is almost too hard to find
These are just wasted intentions
They're mixed up and they're all pretentious
Why do you face this alone?