Chez Chef - Stapleton

We need to form a plan

A place for everyhting

Give me the instructions I can’t understand

You show me the skills and give me the tools to fix it

It’s not that i don’t know

But you’re the halfand im the other

Maybe sticks and stones are to heavy to be forgotten

And we’ll go regreting sarcastic trade and plans we made

We never spoke at all

I missed the glance again

Give me instructions I can understand

Sunlight creeping through makes my things seem brighter

But you know that they dont sparkle like they used to

Everybody said that it would all go good

Its going to take some time