Sunday, March 13, 2011


          It was a kind of so-so love and I'm gonna make sure it doesn't happen again,
                         You and I had to be the standing joke of the year,
                you were a run around, a lost and found, and not for me I feel

We tried to make it work, you in a cocktail skirt and me in a suit but it just wasn't me,
You're used to wearing less, and now your life's a mess, so insecure you see,
I put up with all the scenes, this is one scene that's going to be played my way

Under the deep red light I can see the make-up sliding down,
Well hey little girl you will always make up so take off that unbecoming frown,

As for me, well I'll find someone who's not going cheap in the seams,
A nice little housewife who'll give me a steady life and not keep going
off the rails,

Take your hands off me, hey,
I don't belong to you, you see,
And take a look in my face, for the last time,
I never knew you, you never knew me,
Say hello goodbye,

Say hello and wave goodbye, 

Writing a real goodbye.  Thank you for the "Fuck you" email yesterday. I wanted that and was unaware how badly. It slapped me to to my present. I went out to the kitchen and found a warm embrace full of silent understanding. Pressed my forehead to his and let it go. He's seen this. He's seen all of this in me, and stayed. I never let you love me. I was too afraid that what you would see wouldn't fit, so I hid those parts. Now I blast them. It's nothin but love, baby. Thank you.

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