Chippie I trip on my words when I hear her voice The thoughts in my head keep running over Again your redundant sympathy for me could never make me feel any better I′m falling, further, away from you I stumble, still waiting, for your answer This is the last time you′ll hear my voice screaming the words that never made sense from the tears in your eyes to the smile on my face you finally got, whats coming to you Excesively stressful is what we′ve become A burden upon which neither of us needs The past is the past and should be left behind The future is now let me change your mind I′m falling,...