She didn't say why, must have thought I knew
I guess she just had better things to do
When I first met you, I was nervous in my haste
You're such a lady, a girl of wealth and taste
And when I kissed you, I thought I had it made
Saw pearly gates and touched a razor blade
When we're together, we're drinking to your health
And when we're talking, you're talking about yourself
I think about you, call you on the phone
But when I'm with you I just feel more alone
You say you like me, but not like other guys
You tell your friends, you say I'm very nice
It's just a game, and you just want to play
When you break me you can just throw me away
Who can it be knocking at my door?
Make no sound, tip-toe across the floor.
If he hears, he'll knock all day,
I'll be trapped, and here I'll have to stay.
I've done no harm, I keep to myself;
There's nothing wrong with my state of mental health.
I like it here with my childhood friend;
Here they come, those feelings again!
"Sentiment without action is the ruin of the soul." - Edward Abbey
Where are the dreams that we once had?
This is the time to bring them back
What were the promises caught on the tips of our tongues?
Do we forget or forgive?
There's a whole other life waiting to be lived when...
One day we're brave enough
To talk with conviction of the heart.
If this is the best of possible worlds, what then are the others?
― Voltaire, Candide