Irrational And Repeating Lyrics & Chords By Forstella Ford

This night's not over until you ask the last rhetorical question. Set up indirect expressions. This night was over before it began. "I'm okay". Okay, so I lied. Is there such a thing as rhetorical answers? That must be how these words are formed, neglecting any discretion for truth or common sense. Can we not talk about this now? It's killing me (and how). The precision with which you look right through me - it's as though you second guess the present tense. Should I just sit here and be content? This night was over before it began.