Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Its not allowed

My broken heart wants a broken neck
I have done some things
I want to forget, but I can't

I know its not allowed
But sometimes you might find
It feels like nothing is
Its everything you've been

This aint real baby
I got a better excuse for myself
I am always here
Waiting on the shelf

Sit on top of this world
Tell me what your feeling
What you feel
Is what I feel for you

All I want is you
Your whole soul
If that's too much
Don't let me know

Emptiness confounds me
Loneliness astounds me
Me and you
In all I choose
Its always you

There's a way, everybody says
To do each and every little thing
But what good does it bring
If I aint got you
If I aint got you

Do you know what its like
To love somebody, to love somebody
The way I love you