Saturday, September 18, 2004

Broken Is Fair

You
oh, you took my dreams and left out the door.
You
oh, you
could have been something more
than just who you were.
Than just how you occured.

Broken is fair
when my dreams are shattered
nothing matters.
'cause you don't care
whether lives are played
mistakes are made
I swear,
when with you
broken is fair.

I
Yes, I
don't have to listen to what you have to say.
I
Yes, I rather spoil away
and I will.
Now, I will.

Broken is fair
broken dreams lie there on the floor.
You really don't care
if broken heart lie there
while you walk out the door.

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