what's the good of knowing things you'd never miss
what's the good of knowing one wayward kiss
i cursed myself with knowledge and lost my innocence
what's the good of knowing your deepest fear / the end is near
now i spend my hours waiting for the past to reappear
what's good of knowing truth from a lie / one more surprise
i begged for her confession and learned of my demise
what's the good of knowing the words they sang / the bells they rang
what's the good of knowing forgotten dreams / one broken seam
i thought i learned my lesson but i'm still in-between