Dec 28, 2002 03:30
you gave me three words
i let them grow inside
then you jerked them out of me
and jerk is the right word, i suppose.
and the happiness ebbed out
through the hole you jerked yourself through
you never hated me? you never will?
how many more words are you going to jerk back through
how many more times must i rewind
how many more times must i remember you?
how many more times am i going to have to cry?
it was on christmas day and i never felt so alone
i guess this will make you jerk more of yourself back, too
and while you're there why don't you jerk everyone else with you
i walked into the living room and there you were
sat on the couch, a fatter kentish you
drinking and smoking and all the drugs in the world wont stop you
jerking yourself out of me