Im walking this road
because you stole my car
im singing this song
cause you have all my cds
you want me to believe
in your love
and yet i will when you give back my stuff
give back my stuff
the gerbils are dead
your books have found a new home
under the tree
where i have buried your clothes
and you want me to believe
because you stole my car
im singing this song
cause you have all my cds
you want me to believe
in your love
and yet i will when you give back my stuff
give back my stuff
the gerbils are dead
your books have found a new home
under the tree
where i have buried your clothes
and you want me to believe
in your love
and yet i will
when you dig up your stuff
dig up your stuff
how am i supposed to love
my love is in this dark town
how am i supposed to love
my love is lighter then
if you go
if you go
if you go
don't go
don't go
don't go
don't go
don't go
im walking this road
because you stole my heart
im singing this song
cause you stole my cds
you want me to believe
and yet i will
when you dig up your stuff
dig up your stuff
how am i supposed to love
my love is in this dark town
how am i supposed to love
my love is lighter then
if you go
if you go
if you go
don't go
don't go
don't go
don't go
don't go
im walking this road
because you stole my heart
im singing this song
cause you stole my cds
you want me to believe
in your love
and yeah i do cause i cant love you enough
cant love you enough
give back my stuff
you have my love
Don't go
and yeah i do cause i cant love you enough
cant love you enough
give back my stuff
you have my love
Don't go
My past life, all the retrospection, haunts me like zombies, constantly breaking free of the dirt and pulling themselves free of their cold, lonely graves below.
Happy Valentine's Day, strangers.
Hope yours is better than a mangled heart and tattered memories. Make new ones. Pick a time to start over, and leave everything else behind. This Spring, be born anew.
I'm going to try again, like I do every year.
Maybe this year I can get it right.
4 comments:
I... am going to put this to music...
It has been already, but I would love to hear your version! &=)
Valentine, what a saint!
I'm sorry you've been sick. I hope you're all wellified now.
Me, I am sleepy mostly.
Sleepy and...
Thank you, sweet Anonymous. Your sentiments are appreciated. It's been rough and rough. Every day that I think I've got it figured out, it pulls itself free of my grasp and causes a complete reexamination of everything I thought I knew. Thank God we have a new day every 24 hours, or I feel I would be lost without my constant new beginning.
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