Ice Eater - Pacer

Nervously awaiting your arrival

I’ve got the whole night planned out

And I will be suave, I mean a real gentleman

I will be so glad that I left the house

It’s been many months and I’m loosing my patience

with my own inadequacies

But maybe with luck you’ll be love struck

I’m not as confident as I may seem

This words sit on a dim lit screen

and meaning tries to burst through every seam

woven in characters: what I want to say

but will they ever get to see the light of day

I’m so fed up with my hang ups

I’ve got to stop I’ve got to stop I’ve got to stop

repeating myself, repeating these actions

i’ve got too many dead ends, too many distractions

I’m not one for Ice Breaking

The thought of it leaves me chilled

But I’ll tell you a story about

a stupid thing I’ve done

you’ll get to know how I really feel

Now you sit opposite, I try to read your face

my heart beats fast from the coffee in my veins

I tell you of my lack of faith and how I don’t believe in fate

as reason we sit here today

So tell me a joke or Tell me a story

Tell me your favourite songs and of past glories

‘cause inside there’s a flame and I can feel it growing

and I can tell by your face that it is showing

I’m not one for Ice Breaking

The thought of it leaves me chilled

But I’ll tell you a story about

a stupid thing I’ve done

you’ll get to know how I really feel

All of my stories seem to end the same way

with «what I wanted to» or «I should have said»

Will I’ll leave this night as one of them

and will I stand there motionless

Another night another regret?