at the opportune moment

i swoop down, swing, swing, i missed her

now it's out into the open

i call her, ring, ring, she's not there

at the opportune moment

she tells me, fling, fling, "i kissed him"

now it's out into the open

i go out drink drinks i can't stay in

it's not like her

it's not like...

it's not like her

to make me feel guilty

to reduce me to nothing

at the opportine moment

i remind her faith what she was lost

now it's out into the open

i feel like a weight has just been dropped

it's not like her

it's not like...

it's not like her

to make me feel guilty

to reduce me to nothing

it's not like (x4)