Ithaca

Maybe I don't wanna make it all good
 I don't really think that we could or would or should
 Blue eyed sprites & Ithaca skies
 Dusk upon your cinnamon eyes
 Wrap my arms around your belly
 Tell me lies, tell me lies, tell me lies
 Maybe I don't wanna make it alright
 Ithaca
 Ithaca
 Ithaca
 There is no place for you and I
 No hidden face to recognize
 I knew it before
 I couldn't look you in the eye
 You could have said it first
 But you don't got the nerve
 You don't got the gall
 You do not deserve
 You could have said it first
 Even if it hurts
 I knew it before
 I couldn't look you in the eye
 You could have said it first
 But you don't got the nerve
 You don't got the gall
 We do not deserve
 You could have said it first
 Even if it hurt
 I knew it before
 I couldn't look you in the eye
 You could have said it first
 Even if it hurts
 I knew it before
 I couldn't look you in the eye