Jazz in the Fault

You know how I improved these things

till my body get dropped and sinks

I'm running for those all blinks

till the bird sleep and some barely sing

To see you last time in fretted,

could I re-strumming this fault?

Maybe driving you home

To the heart far from an assault

I want that goddamn great offer for

the rest of my life and you send me

that C#m7(b5) to mesmerize me

It's not enough, you even played harmony

through my head and swing

Please, please, unpleasure pleasant

I don't want become a stranger

in my own home again