Sunday, March 13, 2005

It's funny how I hate for one i've never met
Com'n wipe the slate, I'll win your heart i bet
You'll tell me that you can't while I rave and rant
Your words are a shoe and my heart is an ant
How can we talk? When my intentions are clear
You can prolly see my thoughts if you look in my ear
You've stolen my the burgler in town
Still I can't frown.. no not when you're around
Please get off my glasses cause you're all I see
When I rest for a moment, when I cross my T's
I guess I'll call it even, Or even a deal
You disrupt my thoughts.. but you teach me to feel

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