IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm tired of waiting here for you
While you parade around emotions.
Ià  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â'm sick of guessing what youà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â're thinking
By picking pedals off of daffodils.
Am I wasting my time here over hopes of us?
Ià  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â'm tired of guessing what youà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â're feeling
And picking pedals.
She loves me. She loves me not.
I tried to hold you with these hands,
But youà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â're slipping.
IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm just not strong enough I guess,
Now IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm missing.
These dreams are hazing over
And reality is stepping in.
I know what I donà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â't want to hear from you
But IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm listening.
IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm quivering at the thoughts.
But I canà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â't keep waiting, wasting away.
You cradled desires and hopes of us.
Where are they now?
She needs me. She needs me not.
I tried to hold you with these hands,
But youà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â're slipping.
IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm just not strong enough I guess,
Now IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm missing.
Whatà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â's meant to be will be
Was said by some lonely man to make himself feel better.
Ià  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â'm drowning over again and I canà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â't get used to this
I canà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â't get over this.
I guess I lost it somewhere.
I guess I lost you somewhere.
I tried to hold you with these hands,
But youà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â're slipping.
IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm just not strong enough I guess,
Now IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm missing.
From the pictures hanging over your bed
There are just pedals there.
Now IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm drowning here instead
And do you even care?