Sunday, March 22, 2009

Trying to Make Sense of This Puzzle Called Life

I wear my heart on my sleeve
Don't you know?
You should have noticed by now
It's plain as day
Right there, on my shoulder
It's magenta.

How could you do this to me?
You said you were my friend
But now
Oh now, now, now
You've wrecked all my plans.

I'm a trainwreck
But the most gorgeous trainwreck you've ever seen.

Just when I thought I finally had everything figured out ...
You step in
And make everything a mess again.

Thanks a lot, I owe you one
Watch out, cause I always pay my debts.

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