PoeticaL
cluttering the net since 2001

3 days grace

Tuesday, Oct. 14, 2003
this song....loud in my truck on the way home

from work...and I realize that sometimes a

song is just written perfectly. Simplicity

rules.

every time we lie awake

after every hit we take

every feeling that I get

but I haven't missed you yet

every room make it awake

by every science thing we make

all the feelings that i get

but I still don't miss you yet

only when I stop to think about it

I hate everything about you

why do I love you

I hate everything about it

why do I love you

every time we lie awake

after every hit we take

every feeling that I get

but I haven't miss you yet

only when I stop to think about it

I hate everything about you

why do I love you

I hate everything about you

why do I love you

only when I stop to think about you I know

only when you stop to think about me do you know

I hate everything about you

why do I love you

you hate everything about me

why do you love me

I hate

you hate

I hate

you love me

I hate everything about you

why do I love you

10:09 p.m. ::
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