Loud To Death
You tell me i am loud
So much so i could restart the pulse of the dead
So what if i am ?
I am what is says on the tin
Would you rather me dead ?
What if i was only a voice in your head ?
Dangling your heart on a thread
Because God wasn't willing to share
Would you be willing to put up with me then ?
And stare at me back like the very
first time that we met
So you tell me i am loud
And it passes right over my head
As currently i listen to you as you do to i
With a microwave burning a hole in our laps
In fits and pieces over the din of our
black and white television set
Till i can't even remember the last time
it took me more than a minute to make
up our bed
Or you made me feel anything at all
Let's call this what it is
Two lonely people who happend to fall in love
Once upon a time
For all the wrong reasons
And now blame each other for it
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