Wednesday, April 08, 2009

i dont do duets

he said i love you baby, you're the best i ever knew
but i'm not ready for anyone like you
this is as far as it goes and as close as it gets
he said you sure sing pretty but i dont do duets.

and there he goes again...
and we cant figure out what goes on under that
thick head of his. he's frustrating. walking alone
with a thin smile but with heavy drooped shoulders.
you wouldnt guess and he doesnt complain. he would
carry the weight of your world on his shoulders, but
if you look behind the eyes you'd want to save him
from himself.

he said you sure sing pretty but i dont do duets.

laptop is still dead and 1 day late. life is
restricted to the desktop which is hell laggy.
this time i dont care, life just wants to bash
me when i'm down. good, bring it on, do your
worst, it dont hurt no more.

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