Saturday, March 12, 2011

Listen to many, speak to a few

She said she loved me
And one thing led to another
And I realized she was lying

We won't end
like they do in the movies
But I'd kill to be your clothes
Wrapped around your throat

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She can't get rained in
If I'm wearing rubber boots inside
We're taking turns to take them off
And it's my turn

I was nevr good with endings
So I guess I never let you go

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