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Monday, April 10th, 2006
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10:45a
It's not what you think it's about.
Quite frankly, it's never what you think it's about.
Blue moon out my window, guess this means goodnight
And you come in and start right in not treating me right
Misery's a ball and all its company
I'll play the victim for you honey, but not for free
What would I give to be a diamond in your eyes again
What would I give to bring back those old times
What did I say to make your cold heart bleed this way
Maybe I'll just go away today
I run into that heartache just like a wall
And act like nothing happened to me, nothing at all
Lately I'm amazed at how blind we can be
Lately even dreaming feels like old reality
What would I give to be a diamond in your eyes again
What would I give to bring back those old times
What did I say to make your cold heart bleed this way
Maybe I'll just go away today
I don't care who's waiting at my front door
You know that life don't hold no glamour anymore
Oh how can it all look so right and feel so wrong
I'll play the victim for you honey but not for long
What would I give to be a diamond in your eyes again
What would I give to bring back those old times
What did I say to make your past turn up this way
Maybe I'll just go away today
Maybe I'll just go away
Maybe I'll just go away
Maybe I'll just go away to stay...
current mood:  depressed (again)
current music: Roseanne Cash - Blue Moon With Heartache (3 comments |comment on this)
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