Scoreboard of Catan

Monday, September 18, 2006

Broken glass, broke and hungry
broken hearts and broken bones

Why did I have to break in, I only came here to talk


And all that she intends
And all she keeps inside, isn't on the label
She says that love is for fools who fall behind
And I'm somewhere in between
I never really know a killer from a savior


So here's the truth:
You were right all along,
They were never my friends,
And I was living a lie,
But I won't fall for it next time.

You figured me out
I'm like a leaf in the wind
I try and find who I am, but wind up lost in the end.

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