100th Time

Can you understand

that i need to mend 

for the 100th time

 

Can you try to feel

For my need to heal

for the 100th time

 

It don't matter

how much of my insides i splatter

in front of our daughter

at our dinner table

you don't change.

It don't matter

how much later

I discover the needle

still stuck inside my hand

because the rotten feeling's

still safe inside.

Battered and Bruised

I try to fight my way out.

I take a left after a right

then a left and a right

I'm stuck inside this labyrinth of thought

There's no way out.

Every step leads me

back to your damn door.

No matter how much hatred

I brew inside, i grew so restless

and ended up with your damned name

on my tattered lips

for the 100th time...

 

Do you see me walk by your place

I race ahead of my thoughts

trying to find a way to mend.......

Yet I remember your face,

I remember your face again

for the 100th time !!!!!

for the 100th time !!!!!

for the 100th time !!!!!

for the 100th time !!!!!

 

Here we go

one more time

Lets play this game...
Yeah, take my name,

baby its not a crime

to blame.

We're the right kind

of wrong people

Made for each other

Like fat people and

the maple syrup

Lets be together

for another time

We can tame this damn

wild spirit inside us

Lets walk into the sunset

holding hands..

Lets try to mend together

forever, I'll drop all my

day dreaming, so that we can dope

just on this feeling

For the 100th time !!

 

 

We are the lonely crazy hearts,

We run across this crazy maze

of our choice...

For the 100th time

For the 100th time.....

 

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