Everything

I don’t wanna be your plaything, no

I wanna be your everything

I don’t wanna wait til the clock strikes midnight

I’d rather kiss you through the night

I don’t wanna look back to see you

I wanna be looking down at you

I don’t wanna keep talking like this

But I don’t know how else it works

Maybe I just gotta rise above it

But right now it hurts
I can remember that butt and those blue jeans

And when you told me you had no ass

My ears were deaf

And you were on my left

Walking slippery sidewalks

If that doesn’t sum up it all

I might have fallen for you

But at least you didn’t fall there
Trust me when I say I don’t wanna know

Things I’d rather forget

With you it’s back and forth now

Too bad that’s our only dance

I still drink Lemmy’s to heal my Motörhead

Too bad the chase didn’t lead to a catch
No I don’t wanna leave you a memory

But I don’t see any other way

You disappeared like a spicy chicken filet

I don’t wanna spend my life

Back tracking to you

But every day

It seems that’s all I do

I’ve tried metaphysics

Yeah I cut all the cords

Yet here I am

Alone

And trying to put you next to me with words

I’ve tried happy pills

Forced on me by the government

Hell I tried to kill myself with cheeseburgers and cigarettes

But that idea just ran its course

Now I’m just a marshmallow

Alone

Once Again

I don’t wanna hurt you

No I don’t wanna hurt any more

But the fact of the matter

Is that your my broken record

My head is doing spins

Kinda like your behind was

On those icy sidewalks again

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