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Monday, November 07, 2005

Unrequited

You're what you say you are,
Only as long as you can hold,
Yourself in place for one more day,
Supress those feelings, baby,
They aren't you are they?
You're not a whore, you don't do that,
Yet you're fighting it right now,
The idea of the motel, and the whiskey,
And someone you'll never meet again,
Or someone you'll see tomorrow,
He's just a friend but it's been more than that,
And shit, it ain't love, and that's reason,
To just walk away and keep the dream,
That it could be love, someday,
This is all we were given, all we've got,
It doesn't quite measure up if,
You keep those foolish expectations,
That there's only one reason to fall,
So that you can fall together,
Anything less isn't worth the time,
Maybe just maybe,
You're wrong and that's why you're sad,
And that hole just doesn't fill,
You never considered the possibilities,
Outside of the fairy tale,
And I just hope you think hard,
So you don't find yourelf on my door,
Only to find I'm in some one horse town,
In Michigan, or Saskatchewan,
And you missed out,
See you preach Better to Love and Lose,
Than never to love at all,
But tell me, baby, how many times,
Did you love when it wasn't even a risk,
It was a reality that it was going to end,
And you were going to sleep alone,
That's love baby, that's love,
Love's about knowing you're going to lose,
And playing with a smile on your face,
Because you know you've already won.

1 Comments:

At 5:07 PM, November 07, 2005, Blogger simon said...

I really like from "Better to Love" to the end.

 

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