It's hard to think that we'd forget but harder still is writing songs about it We never felt so bad and yet the therapist is bent on getting us to pout about it for all eternity left out of maternity wearing funny clothes feelin bad out my nose and
It's getting to the place my figure's where I do declare It's not that I'm blown out but I'll agree It's getting there Just my gut reaction to the world, a huge distraction every day is passing by while all I do is wonder why
No one else could really care about the heartache in my hair how one word could scar a life silent strife, a cross to bear knowing it would come around I forgave but it's still there
The only thing that mattered the only thing we knew was that our hearts were shattered and still our bodies grew and we were grown up, the bag is filled to bursting fed up hungry and still thirsting
let down , turn around see the mess we're in carrying this bitterness was something of a sin what to do, just walk away or kick it to the curb sort through stinkin garbage jagged memories to disturb
A typical reaction to pain is to forget to push it down and numb it out something I regret some days I can laugh about it some days wanna to keel God above, if you are Love soften up this heart of steel
If it's true, that you renew me and in you there is no lack please wash the dirt away and get this monkey off my back sick of all the drama tired of being shy holding back, the pressure builds The dam bursts and I cry...
and You say Let me Let me tell you what I think about you Tell Me Tell me what you think about Me Loved you Loved you from the start of all creation had you set apart for our relation wanted you to need me but Im not the needy type trying to be heard above the noise and all the hype now you're finally listening Just know that you are mine. This is what you're made for and it is not a pick-up line I've got your back, you're covered now, forgiven and set free Nothing separates you from my Love, and this was meant to be...