Sad - Immaculate Fools

Love is full of accidents

The break is never clean

We may not capture what we want

Just the things we need

Untie the knots inside this mind

And set this spirit free

There’s another trail of tears;

They all lead back to me

So sad, so sad

The things we never had

So sad, so sad, so sad

Hide your love and guard it well

Curse that sweet disease

Protect every fading truth

Brave hearts may touch their dreams

I will always be this way

I cannot deceive

When I turn to face myself

You’re not not here with me

So sad, so sad

The things we never had

So sad, so sad, so sad

Wretched are the feint of heart

When all their truths unfold

The thieves of love, they cought us out

While we were lying low

Ow ow ow ow ow ow

So sad, so sad

The things we never had

So sad, so sad, so sad

So sad, so sad, so sad

So sad, so sad, so sad

So sad, so sad, so sad

So sad, so sad, so sad