Matt McClure - Recurring Orphans

Maybe there just wasn't any master plan
Maybe it's just the way she was
Maybe you've just since become a super-fan
Of the pain stuck in your gut
Or even worse, you made her up
I'd ask the hard things fast
Or don't ask them at all
If you wanted to be left alone again
Like you were in the fall
You never know if she will call
But she won't call
It was just a pleasure having known you at all
When you weren't so in your way
I should know better now when I'm so unwell
But I just won't today
I'm pretty sure you feel the same
Warming in the part of the brain
That settles for less
I hope you find you should you go insane
When you find out the rest
I ask the hard things fast
Or I don't ask them at all
If you wanted to be left alone again
Like you're still in the hall
You never know if she will call
But she won't call
Maybe she just didn't love you like we planned
Maybe she just misplaced her heart
Maybe she never meant to hold your hand
Then tear you all apart
Maybe there just wasn't any master plan

Written by:
Matt McClure

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