You're like the gum in my hair, some boy put there in the second grade
You're like the scrape on my knee, you cling on to me till you get flakey
I can smell it from a mile away
Should have known it, it was clear as day
You're like the night light that illuminates my room
Can't keep out the shadows, can't keep out the gloom
I can smell it from a mile away,
Should have known it, it was clear as day
Forks in the path, forks in the path
See your two faces in the rocks and the forks in the street
Forks in the path where the shadows meet
See two faces in the rocks and the forks in the street
Forks in the path where the shadows meet