although i seem to split my tongue into both ways,
i would not dream of it. (my dreams ain’t worth shit anyway)
i would not dare. i wish you would
all this sleepy shit, i mean whatever, can’t do you good
this could give me peace of mind, but it won’t, it won’t, it won’t
not for a long ol’ while. here i am travelin’ this mile.
i have been on this mile for four thousand forsaken whiles
lonely or lovely, it’s all the same to me
dreams are (rather) risky territory, and waking up is misery
but i don’t want to sleep for life. (can’t give up the strife!)
although i seem to split my tongue into both sides,
i would not dream of it, and i hope you realize it
‘fore i waste it all, all of your precious time
you’re so not worth this fall. promise me you’ll never be mine.
that’d be fine, i’ll be fine. don’t you worry ‘bout a thing.
would it give you peace of mind if i pretended not to care?
i would not dare to. oh i won’t dare.
i would not dream of daring (real talk)
don’t you dare glance at me, don’t waste your sympathy
i am just being crazy. i’ll be fine. never you mind.
don’t you worry about a thing—i’ll be fine.
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