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Why the thunderstorms?

The amazing bolts of lightning that streaked across the dark skies, the frightening roars of thunder that threatened to shatter my windows… Dark, ominous signs. Are you trying to tell me something? Something so blatant I am too blind to notice? If raindrops could speak, I wonder what they would tell me. Would they whisper to me in hushed tones, tales of secrets and deceit? Maybe I don’t want to hear them. How am I supposed to deal with what I don’t wish to know?

You spend your nights alone
And he never comes home
And every time you call him
All you get’s a busy tone
I heard you found out
That he’s doing to you
What you did to me
Ain’t that the way it goes

When you cheated girl
My heart bleeded girl
So it goes without saying that you left me feeling hurt
Just a classic case
A scenario
Tale as old as time
Girl you got what you deserved

And now you want somebody
To cure the lonely nights
You wish you had somebody
That could come and make it right
But girl I ain’t somebody with a lot of sympathy
You’ll see

What goes around comes back around
I thought I told ya, hey
See?
You should’ve listened to me, baby
Because
What goes around comes back around




Written by smudgi3

May 1, 2007, Tuesday at 15:03

Posted in Him, Moods, Perversion

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