Dear John (stealin the idea, so I might aswell take the tittle toooo)
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Give me an address
Somewhere to send my best to you
I’m sick of fighting
But didn’t think we were yet through
I see you packed your suitcase
Is that your everything
I see you eyes aren’t bleeding
Did we ever mean a thing
I guess this day was growing near
I guess I’m the one to blame
I guess I wasn’t trying
When I gave you everything
I guess I’m not in your plans
I guess that’s why your moving on
I guess you won’t tell me
Because I never saw this happening
You leave me hear standing
Never having the slightest clue
So you must be an actress
Because you left me in the blue
But I will not follow
Though I still care
I’ll let you start running
But know I’ll never be there
Headaches are coming
They come from my loving
Don’t know what stake I drove
Clearly there’s a wedge between me and you
Showed by tidal waves
The wounding pouring
Filling my thoughts
Curiosity set a blaze
How did this happen
I never ignored
Provided you passion
And all those pretty things
Why did you leave me
I guess I’ll never know
I’ll write you this letter
Never knowing where it should go
Somewhere to send my best to you
I’m sick of fighting
But didn’t think we were yet through
I see you packed your suitcase
Is that your everything
I see you eyes aren’t bleeding
Did we ever mean a thing
I guess this day was growing near
I guess I’m the one to blame
I guess I wasn’t trying
When I gave you everything
I guess I’m not in your plans
I guess that’s why your moving on
I guess you won’t tell me
Because I never saw this happening
You leave me hear standing
Never having the slightest clue
So you must be an actress
Because you left me in the blue
But I will not follow
Though I still care
I’ll let you start running
But know I’ll never be there
Headaches are coming
They come from my loving
Don’t know what stake I drove
Clearly there’s a wedge between me and you
Showed by tidal waves
The wounding pouring
Filling my thoughts
Curiosity set a blaze
How did this happen
I never ignored
Provided you passion
And all those pretty things
Why did you leave me
I guess I’ll never know
I’ll write you this letter
Never knowing where it should go
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
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Do you sing? I'd be honored to back ya time and dates.:D
I second that...
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!
I personally am not a strong huitar player. I have a hard time playing and singin at the same time, unless it is a song I practice a whole buch....but I don't really do that....I prefer writing em over anything.
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Thanks. I appreciate that. i do however find it frustrating that when I really spend time on something it turns out less than par, but when I spend 3 minutes and spit something out, it ussually turns out better. I guess that is the passion of the moment thing. I think that when a person starts writing something, they are really into it, and that can be felt throughout a writing more often when it is done quickly. I think that when you actually (or myself anyways) start putting time into writing you become lost/bored/over-think the piece.
Idunno
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
You're gift and a natural at it...good stuff!
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key