wormsmeat, whiskey, and alot of why's....but only one who
Your back hurts and I rub it.
My back hurts and you tell me tomorrow.
You go through hard times
and i am there to console you,
do sweet things for you,
make life easy as possible for you
I go through hard times
and you tell me you will help me,
but i visit you and you are cold to me,
and coencidintally the four days i need you the most,
are the four days that you start to feel bad,
there are no sweet things for me,
there is no easy-made life,
the only consoling is from others; strangers,
they have made wormsmeat of one of the pillars of my life,
and you are at the bar and having a party at your house...
i am so broken that i am pretty sure the shards have turned to liquid..
But compare me not to a broken light bulb, never to function again, but to the phoenix, for i have already started to rise from the ashes
There have been good time, don't get me wrong, some of the best...but it seems that the salt of my life has now overpowered me and i have been unfortunately diagnosed with a broken heart...time for a triple bipass....
i am not cold from death or cold from not caring...i appear to be "cold" because i have ceased to depend on that which i thought i needed for life....and realized, just as Neo did.....
that is was never really air i was breathing...
My back hurts and you tell me tomorrow.
You go through hard times
and i am there to console you,
do sweet things for you,
make life easy as possible for you
I go through hard times
and you tell me you will help me,
but i visit you and you are cold to me,
and coencidintally the four days i need you the most,
are the four days that you start to feel bad,
there are no sweet things for me,
there is no easy-made life,
the only consoling is from others; strangers,
they have made wormsmeat of one of the pillars of my life,
and you are at the bar and having a party at your house...
i am so broken that i am pretty sure the shards have turned to liquid..
But compare me not to a broken light bulb, never to function again, but to the phoenix, for i have already started to rise from the ashes
There have been good time, don't get me wrong, some of the best...but it seems that the salt of my life has now overpowered me and i have been unfortunately diagnosed with a broken heart...time for a triple bipass....
i am not cold from death or cold from not caring...i appear to be "cold" because i have ceased to depend on that which i thought i needed for life....and realized, just as Neo did.....
that is was never really air i was breathing...