Texty: Carly Simon. I FORGET.

I FORGET
WRITER CARLY SIMON

All my doctors and friends
Have concocted these theories
Weary of seeing me day after day
On the edge of my bed
Leery of living
My laughter on hold
My sadness on stay

And itA's been this way for quite a while
Yes, I forget how to smile
IA'd like to rely on my old game and yet
Even that I forget
ItA's not there, I regret

CouldnA't get up today
I pretended a fever
Any excuse but the truth will do
I donA't lie very well
No IA'm not a deceiver
But I canA't bring myself to admit that IA'm blue

And itA's been this way
For quite a while
Yes, I forget how to smile
IA'd like to rely on my old game and yet
Even that I forget
ItA's not there, I regret

The clock and the calendar
Both an assault
Time goes so slow















It must be my fault
I act like IA'm okay
When IA'm not okay at all

I forget what to do
I forget what it all means
DonA't remember if love ever really felt good
I forget to be here
And not in-between
IA'd put on a good show
If only I could

And itA's been this way for quite a while
Yes, I forget how to smile
IA'd like to rely on my old game and yet
Even that I forget
ItA's not there, I regret
I forget