Testo: Horace Pinker. Pop Culture Failure. Chances Are.

when it was just a little smile and words said i forget it's just a memory
i can never regret enough to make it up our eyes met made me lose it's just
my sanity it makes me wonder if i ever felt before and if i waited this
long and i did it all wrong i ever have the chance to make it right leave
it behind you shut your eyes and smile this is not a chance to prove anything
is your anger enough to make me wanna fight? is it passion enough to make
me have to write this is not poetry chances are good it won't happen again
in a little black dress cigarette in your hand this is reality