253 - Just Jack

I watched her smile

Dissolve like Alka-Seltzer

And In all honesty

Man, I wish I could have helped her

But the words I spoke

Fell laden to the ground

Hitting that carpet

With a muffled clanging sound

I remember sitting later on the 253

Trying not to cry but the cry’s on me

Sick to my stomach, feel so guilty

But I can’t change the fact that

She had nothing that I needed

So over years the love receded

A bit like her old man’s hair line

And mine

And at first she was all that I could see

Till other girls appeared In my periphery

And we lost something or so it seems

Faded like her favourite jeans

I can’t read her face

It’s in an unknown language

I just hold her pretty hand

'coz that’s about all I can manage

I wish you wouldn’t look at me that way

Knowing I’m a selfish bastard

She’ll be thanking me one day

And maybe we can even part this disaster

I remember sitting later on the 253

Trying not to cry but the cry’s on me

Sick to my stomach feeling so guilty

But I can’t change the fact that

She had nothing that I needed

So over years the love receded

A bit like her old man’s hair line

And mine

And at first she was all that I could see

Till other girls appeared in my periphery

And we lost something or so it seems

Faded like her favourite jeans

No, No, No, No Promises

No, No, No, No Promises

No, No, No, No Promises

No Promises, No Promises

And this is the final curtain call

As in and out of love we fall

And it’s too late to change that

Also too late to explain that

She had nothing that I needed

So over years the love receded

A bit like her old man’s hair line

And mine

And at first she was all that I could see

Till other girls appeared in my periphery

And we lost something or so it seems

Faded like her favourite jeans

She had nothing that I needed

So over years the love receded

A bit like her old man’s hair line

And mine

And at first she was all that I could see

Till other girls appeared in my periphery

And we lost something or so it seems

Faded like her favourite jeans

No, No, No, No Promises

No, No, No, No Promises

No, No, No, No Promises

No Promises, No Promises

No, No, No, No Promises

No, No, No, No Promises

No, No, No, No Promises

No Promises, No Promises