Wolfsbane - Clutching at Straws

Another night transfized by the J.V.
A night with you 9'm all alone
Grunting answers to my questions
Speaking like you don't want me to hear - No Chorus
9t's not the way we planned
Not the way we planned
Am 9 clutching at straws- - hoping it'll get better
- thinking it's a passing phase
- please say it'll get better
- losing my reason, going insane

And when - go to bed it's a cold one
Warmth and emotion - Words in those books you read
Jake your mind to a hundred places
9t's never here - 9'm not imaginary

And all our friends admired us then
We were crazy, free, we were wild
go any place, do anything
And now we do nothing - we don't even smile

Not the way we planned