Friday, February 25, 2011

bottle it up

There'll be girls across the nation that will eat this up.
Babe I know that it's your soul but could you bottle it up.
Get down to the heart of it.
No, it's my heart.
You're shit out of your luck.
Don't make me tell you again my 
love, love, love, love.
Love, love, love, love.
I am aiming to be somebody this somebody trusts with her delicate soul.
I don't claim to know much,
Except soon as you start to make room for the parts that aren't you,
It gets harder to bloom in a garden of 
love, love, love, love.
Love, love, love, love.

Only thing I ever could need,
Only one good thing worth trying to be and it's
love, love, love, love.
I do it for
love, love, love, love.
We can understand the sentiment you're saying to us.
Oh, but sensible sells so could you kindly shut up,
And get started at keeping your part of the bargain.
Aw please little darlin',
You're killing me sweetly with
love, love, love, love.
Love, love, love, love.

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