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Singing On The Gallows
by N. Willig

I've got a broken heart, and a broken thumb,
And 40 bucks that says,
you don't care about either one.
I don't want your sympathy,
because its simply pathetic.
and when I say I still love you
I really mean that you don't get it.
I hide my feelings in mystery
another page deep in our history
And while I'm drowning in misery,
you're sun bathing upon the beach
letting me drown.
And I know you're not a swimmer,
I'm not asking you to save me,
just acknowledge that you'll miss me
when I'm gone.

So I can sing my song,
So I can sing my song,
So I can sing my song.......

So I can sing my song,
So I can sing my song,
So I can sing my song.......

And my voice is hoarse, and its getting worse
and a cough drop says
You didn't hear of course, so whats the use?
And I don't want your phallic flattery
because it doesn't much matter to me
And when I say lets have make-up sex,
I really mean you should go fuck yourself.
You use yourself as a perfect weapon
with your love as the ammunition
For killing me.
Aim for the apple on my head.
Pull the trigger and miss kill me instead
because I know you're not a marksman.
I'm not asking you to be one.
just acknowledge that you'll miss me
When I'm gone.

So I can sing my song
So I can sing my song
So I can sing my song.......
SO I CAN SING MY SONG,
SO I CAN SING MY SONG,
SO I CAN SING MY SONG.

So I can sing.............