May 11, 2005 18:46
You know somethings going wrong
The broken window was from the time that you threw the book at me and it missed
The Candle wax was from the best day of my life, with the hot bath & breakfast in bed
T he hole in the wall was from the time that you threw the chair at me and it missed
The roses was from the day that you pormised that you would never do it again
The dent in the fridge was from the day that you threw the knife at me but it missed
The new pajamas were from the day that you wanted to be forgiven
The plane ticket on the table is for me I'm getting out of here
The letter in your hand is for not being what I thought you were
When do you know when things have gone wrong?