Revert to type!
A sore subject to change discretion leads away the better part of my insight from me.
Should I consider this to gain perspective your way?
Stuck in this place you never wanted to be.
So contrived through those eyes,
What you hide is subliminal.
I would compromise almost anything to see you
Revert to type.
Over and over you revert to type.
Time and again so you revert to type.
Where do I begin with you?
We make our peace again,
Subdue and jade within.
Another day brings another mood swing.
It seems to shadow over things and manifest in dreams.
You cast no light though the occasion would seem so contrived,
Through those eyes what you hide is subliminal.
I would compromise almost anything to see you
Revert to type.
Over and over you revert to type.
Time and again so you revert to type.
Where do I begin with you?
It's that feeling so divine that won't mean anything.
Is that feeling so divine when I've got no more insight?
Revert to type!
Where did you go?
Did you have to go?
I'm left to pick up the pieces again!
What's right for you?
There's no right, no right time for you.
Revert to type.
Over and over you...