Love Thieves (Shake the Disease)
i won't hang around
for the furrows around your lips to point to the floor
i've had enough for tonight
so here you are
my final insult
i hope it tears as it kills
i'm taking my will along with me
i won't leave it behind
for you to poke and pry with your saudering iron
like you did with my dignity
the same time last year today
yeah i won't hang around
where i know i'm no longer wanted
pathetic but not that pathetic
i guess i've still got my pride
somewhat mal-deformed
but still in working order
like the nicks in the sharpener
damaged goods are still goods
one way or another
love like theft
bullet-like cliches
they pierce just as deep
no matter how many times you say them
so scream your head off
stick those words like pins in my ears
so i can no longer hear them
i've had far more than enough for tonight
a whole week if you'll know it
far more pain than pleasure
why do we do it to eachother?
love like disease
cancer-like cliches
they grow just as big
no matter how many times you shake them
(this is rare... most of what i write (besides the blatantly fictitious stuff) is based
around feelings or events that are fairly recent... this one however, pries very far
back into my memories. hmm... i guess i'm getting old... but then aren't we all...?
har har.)
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