numb to the gunshots

[c_money_]

my heart has come to hold to overbearing weight of a typewriter over my frail chest
and the alphabet forgot to dot its i's and cross its t's
the paper moves back and forth too fast
and the words are blurred and are almost always undecipherable
you cant just add new paper
or replace the ink cartidge

sorry
it doesnt work that way slick

and ill go through hell and back for him and because of him
not because i want to
but because gravity allows nothing less and nothing short of the tears stained cheeks that i gain from his existence in my path
damn you

your a gold digger and a soul carver
youve got it now
wrip it to shreds and take it to war with you
ill just take your prized medallion
that youll never wish i had
and maybe
just maybe
ill see you on tv someday

and ill say

"hey, i know him, i thought he loved me but ill never really be sure. hey, i know him, he ripped my heart out and took it to that foreign country with him. hey, i know him, i hate him..
..hey, i know him.
ill love him for the rest of my life..."

i dont want to admit anything
so i wont tonight

-gargantuously gooder in all ways more than you