Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Too much on the mind. Not a lot in the heart. Got a ticket for two and a vacant seat in hell. Pass me a pen so I can record the lies I say. Need to keep tabs in case I fumble with the words. There's a song written about me and apparently I'm not your lover. Just the person who held your hand when you got lost. Lead you on your way and take me astray. I know who you are better than I know who I am. If you hesitated when you should have been adamant, then there's a problem with the logic. Turn the lights off and turn off the charm. It's all between the sheets when you're never around. Blame the bad mood on a jealous behalf. There has got to be another way to end the fight.
8:32 PM