Do date all your women this way Heart
Or was this reserved especially just for me
One of those you can't buy it kind of things
That no one would ever believe could be

Are you what's over the rainbow baby
The one that sings the key of me
That says I can live my life happy
And not serving the master of misery

I know you are not
That better be a chickadee
And not the advertisement
On the front page that I see
Mr. Skinny
Your manner wasn't easy
But that could have been the bore

Some day some how
I'm gonna center out again
And ditch off this skittish
That found a home again
It's PTSD
But only a single grain of sand
Small maybe not
But I will be me again!

You are either one of the coolest parts of this life
Or I died and haven't realized it yet
And what could walk as the thrill of heaven
Still holds the frame work of Hell
Which sucked I might add
I hate to not understand things
You do realize I will not take the word of the pen
And I'm not a parrot or a cockatoo
And the farm girl crap just isn't funny
And neither is picking on me for losing my house
It's shit like that that makes people not want to care anymore
Which is extremely hard for me but I could force myself to try
Who needs another heartbreak tour
I pulled enough of those in this lifetime
And paintball is not funny
And neither is my pain for the thrill of the kill
Isn't any fun to have a broken heart
I have no desire to relive that again
Word twists suck
I always take people at face value
Little did I know that's not how the world worked
What's up with stinky cabbage and renies
That's not like you to say stuff like that
And why are you so skinny
Are you eating anything but fish

I'm not talking to you
But if I was
I'd be worried to
What's up with skinny
From beginning to end
In a month you went dire
What's up with that friend
And you look tired to
And that's not pretend
And before I bitch at you some more
I'm just not talking again

I hate that show
And the dude was dumb
He should close his mouth
And sit on his thumb

A topic of serious
From a comedians toot
I'm not a big fan
You can take that as a root

He's the jackoff of jollies
With out a big care
When his bullshit like cum
Just flies through the air

Your eye play had a say
Your cover wasn't there
I maybe crude and possible rude
But his jollies were a disgusting fare

You look to skinny
What's up with that
Not that I care
It's just another question to ask
You won't answer anyway
I'm just another trade made on the day

I just found out one of my favorite people died
It's hard on my heart he taught me a lot
He always had a story or a joke to make me blush
It was in the point of his telling that always gave me the rush
Very few people in life can make you laugh that much
He had a faith in me that I could never understand
Because he was old southern where woman are different than men
And the thought was never lost that I was respected like a man
I was the only female that I ever knew who made the exception to his manly rule

How does one adapt to a world that has been bread out of love
Do you conform to the norm of society and just say fuck the truth of love
Or do you stand by what you know and tote your carry on
Or leave your baggage in the terminal bound for a different flight
Lost among the commuters rushing to and fro
Who couldn't give a shit as long as they get where they need to go

Game over fouled by the rule
Love doesn't take to being a fool
A simple request
Not paid for the made
Love thinks it's best to stay in the shade
101 says don't be a fool
To worry the other
Just goes against the rules