I was once worthy of love
- I was taller stronger and can cover more ground
- any infield was home no music was more sound
- I could win home or away
- made hits into double plays
.... when i was worthy of love
I was once worthy of joy
- made every room seem brighter my match good as a lighter
- what I lack in money I made up for being funny
- I looked grown-up but inside I was a boy
... when i was worthy of joy
I was so certain I was enough
- from now on everything I write is my own with copyright
- it might not be as good as what I wrote in the hood
- but that’s when I could get away with looking tough
in the day, i thought i was enough
now that I know fear I don’t know what I’m doing here • I don’t know how to survive or why • only soldiers are brave • only the rich send them to their grave • now that I sleep with no one but fear
I’m in love with loneliness
- she’s quite content to leave me in the dark
- she likes to shop where there’s no place left to park
- she won’t answer questions she never makes phone calls
- when I try to talk to her its the only time she falls
- she tells me that she cries and she never tells me lies
- but that’s because she doesn’t tell me anything at all

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