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i write habitually as a way to verbalize my far too complex thoughts which are always in a web of words, tightly woven in fabric of sentences that complicate life unnessarily.


speak



listen





speak my thoughts.
Saturday, May 12, 2007 5/12/2007 01:10:00 PM

Fussin' and fightin', we back at it again
I know that, it's my fault, but you don't understand
I got memories, this is crazy
You ain't nothing like the boy I used to know
Why can't I get it right, just can't let it go
I opened up, he let me down, I won't feel that no more
Boy I really wanna work this out, cause I'm tired of fightin'
And I really hope you still want me the way I want you

I don't mean to take it out on you baby but I can't help it
'Cause my heart is in the same ol' condition that baby left it
And I, I apologize, for makin' you cry
Look me in my eye and promise you won't do me the same

but I got this icebox where my heart used to be.