mallo cup — Lemonheads

Here I am outside your house at 3 a.m.

Tryn to think you out of bed.

I whistle at your sill,

It echoes cross the street instead.

I never will forget.

I aint remembered yet.

Like mackeral in a net,

I forget to forget.

And you saw nothing in my eyes but yourself.

Nothing in my eyes.

I cant seem to find the same in no one else,

I guess its no surprise.

I never can forget.

I aint remembered yet.

Like mackeral in a net,

I forget to forget.

I forget to forget.

I forget to forget.

I aint remembered yet.