you left me ever so sweetly
feeling appreciated but unwanted
carefully you sent me freely
into a world kind but haunted
I complained the whole time
I gave every sign, I wanted to be let go
Angelica, you cut me with candy canes
and you shushed me through window panes
you brushed me off like sand
so sweet for the weekend
but weekdays are for a firmer land
an answer you tried to pretend
I complained the whole time
I thought I was so much better than this
Angelica, you cut me with candy canes
and you shushed me through window panes
Angelica, you bruised me with vitamins
as you knocked me down to my shins
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
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