Take too much again, are you feeling special The cataclysmic end is what you had scheduled I still remember every minute half asleep Would it have mattered as much to you as it did to me Brown hair is sweeter than Lilac in nervous hands I tell you all my plans Again Again Casting out your thoughts like his mind is a temple Reeling in your wants when it seems he's unable I still remember twisting faces by the sink Cheeks spilling colour turned away to hide the blinks Brown hair is sweeter than Lilac in nervous hands I tell you all my plans Again Again Fold the corners So say what you want I swear I'll keep it down Fold the corners So say what you want I swear I'll keep it down Brown hair is sweeter than Lie locking nervous hands I tell you all my plans Again, again, again, again Again, again, again, again Again, again, again, again Again