Comparison
I could never compare to the boys
you've had before
And I have no idea what I'm doing
at you're door
I could lust forever in a dark cluttered room
but I would never have a chance at you
So I stand here and yell, at the top of my lungs
I'll do anything, Anything, to get your love
I'll do anything, Anything, to get your love
No written word or song I have yet learned
Could express the distress I feel
Knowing I will never let a peep
about what you mean to me
And I know that nothing I say will make you change
but that's never stopped me before
I could never compare to the boys
you've had before
But it doesn't matter anymore
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Comparison
Posted by Mark T at 10:13 AM 0 comments
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