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and you say you love the way i rhyme
well where have you been all this time
why should i give you what you want
when i am still bleeding
what are you needing
why are you back now after all this time
what's in it for me?
and you bring the same praise and etiquette
another husband, but does he know yet
why should i believe this is not
one more set up to be shot
i gave it all i got
how much can we hope to forget
and why should we?
what good is trusting you now
it's hard to reach the middle of one's own back
the knife has been twisting for years
all the blood has thrown me off track
washed away in a river of tears
after all rain that has been falling
i may have to hide when i'm calling
married women are nothing but trouble
when you get too close
even worse when you turn around
and you've got ghosts
and you stroke my ego oh so well
well why should i believe you now
relegated to the trash for so long
what could be missing
from your life
that you'd bring me back
me and my knife
do you want my blessing
for your husband and wife
do you want forgiveness
do you want the knife
how much more of my life
do you want this time?
and all because you say you love
the way i rhyme --
what now, this time...
the way i rhyme.
when i was younger and much more romantic
i believed in falling in love
even though i knew deep down it was a choice
i willing gave up my senses and voice
back then, secure as a friend,
i believe in the human heart
so now i wonder was it just false faith
when did my dreams fall apart?
when people are cruel to each other
when you try to fool your brother
when people take all they can
pretending to care till it's gone
i wonder what they discover
what do you get out of it?
if you ask me, people turn love
into a pile of shit
now don't get me wrong
see, i wrote this song
with hope in my heart
and tears in my eyes
because i am scared
i need a reprieve
from the evidence
for i want to believe
but i see human beings
everywhere we go
destroying and hating
the smile's just for show
you can misunderstand if you want to
it's probably easier that way
but if you're in earshot
then maybe you hear what i say
i don't know where i belong
humanity has love all wrong
but i wrote this song
with hope in my heart
will you prove me wrong?
when people are cruel to each other
when you try to fool your brother
when people take all they can
pretending to care til it's gone
i wonder what they discover
what do you get out of it?
if you ask me, people turn love
into a pile of shit
you can misunderstand if you want to
it's probably easier that way
but if you're in earshot
then maybe you hear what i say
i don't know where i belong
humanity has love all wrong
but i wrote this song
with hope in my heart
will you prove me wrong?
on the back of a xmas carol I write this song...
I suppose I could have forced you in spite of yourself
all I had to do was support you and take all your abuse
I suppose I could have heard you when you said you were a bitch
and all you ever knew was using men like mindlessly scratching an itch
i could have gotten through a lot sooner than this
before I hit the street so hard
you know I made you the queen of everything
and you wanted more, but you couldn't handle being god
queen of sheeba
martyr hari
mother diva
wouldn't marry
you just wanted
everything
heart soul body mind spirit life
without strings
I suppose I could have been stronger in spite of myself
all I had to do was grow up more and rise above your noose
I suppose I could have broken you instead of letting you break me
but you were already so damaged inside that I just let you take me
it could have been much less dramatic than this
before so much life passed by
you know how precious time is to me
and you wanted it all but you couldn't handle eternity
such a waste of time
such a waste of love
did it make you better
to watch it burn?
ashes to ashes
in your wake
will you ever know you are less
with every heart you break
the more you give the more you are
you only have what you take
I'd rather be than own
that is being free... and home
I'd rather give than take
that is knowing love... awake
queen of sheeba
martyr hari
mother diva
wouldn't marry
you just wanted
everything
heart soul body mind spirit life
without strings
lost in your fear you may never hear
or know just what is wrong
but maybe someday you will understand
so on the back of a xmas carol...
I wrote you this song
