And every word I write has already been written,
But why should I just accept the fate that's been given.
So I take another drink to give thanks. This is God's gift to loneliness. Tell me why does tonight have to end? why should a moment so perfect ever come to an end?
Forget the stars they don't shine for me
Surrounded by seven empty bottles, and I'm about to make it eight.
The couch is soft and the room is quiet. How could a moment so perfect make me so sad.
Forget the stars they don't shine for me
And everything is so perfect, or you'd think it would be anyways. But you're not here with me.
Tell me why does tonight have to end. Why should a moment so perfect ever come to an end. Forget the stars they don't shine for me.
