Mar 06, 2005 15:20
the pain i feel inside,
gives my heart a tremendous ride.
thunder grows with in.
making me feel as if i committed a terrible sin.
this pain stays with me, even when i go to sleep
wakes me at my bed,
if i am to tell, i soon be dead.
this pain i feel leaves me in the corner to weep and wail.
doctor, doctor, cut me open.
for i believe my heart has been broken.
take it out and throw it in the dump.
for i would rather have a lump.
now the surgeon put down his knife,
he turned to me, and said, "have a nice life"
but how can i when my heart had been broken
im afraid now, for another has spoken