Hey Jenny, please. I'm not in love with you. It can't be that hard to understand. I am not your man. . Something is wrong. I'm not the same again. It's all very odd.
Once I lost you twise you left me. Three times heart ace the last time mistake. . Dont wanna show this pain. And all this time in vain. You turned and walked away.
I think I need a friend. Just a friend to hold. What a dream I had, oh. You were still around, saying:. . "Don't stop.. We're living it fast.. Feet on a one way street..
Lying idle in my room, telling my thoughts to the moon. Why do I always feel so unimportant?. To other egos my mind clings and inside these voices ring.
Spoken word has lost it's way again. Wondering through silenced apology. An untamed mouth has not held words not meant. And condescending eyes made shame to see.
I guess there's only one place to go from here. I think the options are clear anyway. I'm sure you're tired of waiting for me. To figure out where you fit in.
Living a life. Without any future. Just unending appetite. For petty amusement. . And you with your woes. You've food on the table. You've cash in your pocket.
Hey there, Mr. Personality. Was everybody wrong to think. That you would have. The world on it's knees. . Or perhaps we were too blind to see. That all your grace would fall to entropy.
Grievances reached no words to be said. Barrier breached now come lay your head. And she's found a new way her hands letting go, hurting so. . You've too much to say your new words heard old, letting go.
When he was young so many looks he never caught. So much love he hadn't bought. Seen peering through the pane, left out standing in the rain. Soaking in his rearing, only wishing to be dry.
Darling I want to make the word "love" new. cause it's been said so many times. And I don't want to use that old pick up line. And oft' I try to find the words to use but none capture the way I feel.
Nothing was wrong and the future. Looked better than it ever looked before. So I thought that the trouble was gone. It felt as if a bond had been restored.
And though my sermon salts the air. My ears are soon left empty, silence still holds dominion. Words once adorned are now laid bear. Unpolished lumps of nothing, so much unheard opinion.
Floating like driftwood. Slaved by the sea. Resolutely refusing to die. Without amnesty. . He's tossed by the waves. He's all out of flares. Nobody saves, nobody cares.
Winter breaks upon that lonely girl. A tell tale stomach and a broken world and only grief. December finds her in a world of care. Nine months swollen and abandoned.
So now your offering these hand me down beliefs. You offer neither solace nor relief. In a world of hate. Your words hold no weight. . So now your promising your Disney religion.
We met in seventh grade in history. Then just another one. Friendship was a few years to come. But I knew who you were. . I knew what you stood for. That much we had in common.
In two, alone he'll forget the time. Burn money to ashes, be drunken with wine. A fool, not knowing his left from right. He's losing direction his home within sight.
Maybe your view of quality is more than you can be. You bear your ideology so stoically. That all that you can see, is inferiority. Here I am, my head in a cloud.
She's on a beach in Maui. Her breasts are half uncovered. I try to stop myself from staring at her. But I'm drawn like Dagwood to sleep. . The lawn may need mowing.