Hey hey baby have you heard the news
I'm the best thing for your mind to use
I'll tell you things and show you love
You're the only thing I'm thinking of
Sit on my throne my queen of cracks
I'll fill you up with hopes and dreams
But after so many days have past
I'll replace your bones with plastic beams
And when we're done and light is off
I'll curse the man you're dreamin of
My love is cold, my jealous hot
I love her thought, she loves me not.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
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