Texty: A Is For Avenue. John Mcinroe's Masquerade.

The county lines meant nothing to me (you were always forgetting your lines.)
The way you cry does nothing to me (I've had it with you this time.)

And now I'll hide from my memories and wonder if you will remember me. The way things worked out left me broken.

Let's play, show and tell.

This is my epidemic, people change I understand.
Your words are so pathetic, how am i supposed to land?

Let's play. Let's play show and tell.

You remind me of a sinner, you were justifying our end.
The cold days of the winter, let me know how this will end.

And now I'll hide from my memories and wonder if you will remember me. The way things worked out left me broken.

This is my epidemic, people change I understand.
Your words are so pathetic, how am i supposed to land?
We'll keep on running in circles, the thought of you and me's disgusting.
All of this seems so worthless, how come you could never trust me?

Tell me reasons to forget you, and I will keep on speaking of you. Lightbulbs keep flickering on and off.
from the first time that we held hands, we've been playing with demands. Light bulbs keep flickering on and off.

This is my epidemic, people change I understand.
Your words are so pathetic, how am i supposed to land?
We'll keep on running in circles, the thought of you and me's disgusting.
All of this seems so worthless, how come you could never trust me?

(Thanks to Brian for these lyrics)