dont flatter yourself sweetheart
they’re not all about you
there was like
5 or 6 that came before
that do what you do
and probably better
so don’t get it twisted
i’m a sum of ALL my parts
the empty bottles, chain smokes
and of course
those broken hearts
now you’re just a face in my rogues gallery
spray painted on crumbling walls
yea, you stole my heart one summer
but every summer’s got a fall.
November 26, 2009, 2:05am
