Troublemaker

Nada Surf

Why do i feel bad again? 
I shouldn't be sad or miss a grin. 
Doubt creeps in and doubt creeps out, 
Skews the view from my cloud. 
Troublemaker tempting fate, 
Questioning the path i take, 
Showing me the twists and turns, 
The forks and points of no return. 
I would hold my breath so long 
To wash ashore where i belong. 
Broken roses on the steps, 
Like promises i never kept. 
Promises i never made 
But could have honored anyway. 
Tied to years, slave to fears, 
I will always hold you dear. 
Tired, troubled but sincere, 
Wishing... fuck the rime. 
Wishing i had a time 
To wish you mine. 
Every day i choose to spend the rest of my life with her 
And every day i break the molds of lives and worlds. 
I already miss the things that i will never know. 
I will never know the things that i've already missed.