a stain that sticks like glue your expression when you left i ll never change your style was severed and untied i failed to help your head was selfish and unwise i ll never make you smile because my train was with no trail a stain that sticks like glue your expression when you left i ll never change your style was severed and untied i failed to help your head i was selfish and unwise i ll never make you smile my train runs with no trail