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I love music like a fat kid loves cake. It's the only true way of expressing the muddled up crap we call feelings. Idealistically, I'm a realist. Realistically, I'm an idealist. Overall, I think too much and too philosophically. Venture into the stream of insanity I call my consciousness and take it, as everything, with a grain of salt. The size (and type) of that grain is yours to decide.

Friday, August 5, 2011

Heartbreak

(note: to the tune of Slow Dancing In A Burning Room by John Mayer)

I guess it’s really for the best
I guess it’s time we both moved on
Maybe time will mend our wounds now
No sense in throwing blame around

How did we let it get this far?
When did our love begin to fall?
How did we ever fool ourselves
And think we really had it all?

[Chorus]
It’s breaking down
And we’ve played it through
It’s breaking down
And I know we had to
So tell me,
Is this what love’s supposed to do?

I know that tears don’t fall from glass stones
I’m fighting hard to just stay calm
Why did you turn your back and walk out?
Baby, did you ever fight for us at all?

I fell in love the day I met you
The day you held me in your arms
But now im sittin and im wishin
That I’d never let you kiss me cuz I’ll never move on

[Chorus to fade]

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