Next Time

In two weeks you can build a sin inside your head
And marriage isnt a love affair
Just one second to smash it all down
Now what do you do with that mess thats left behind?
You are not what I thought you were
It all turns into the dark place
You are not what I thought you were
Uuh uh uh uuh uh uh
Could I have seen the signs?
Maybe Ill be wiser next time,
A meaning that o dont yet see
Now what do I do with the mess thats left behind?
You are not what I thought you were
It all turns into the dark place
You are not what I thought you were
Uuh uh uh uuh uh uh
You are not what I thought you were
It all turns into the dark place
You are not what I thought you were
Uuh uh uh uuh uh uh
You go back to being nothing in my life
And Im left with the guilt I carry inside
Of being there to careless to me
And I still dont know what to do with the mess thats left behind
No, I still dont know what to do with the mess thats left behind