November 21, 2008
Words are terrible, beautiful things,
They can burn you fingers
they can make you sing
And, oh, the way they linger
can make your heart break
like the lies that you told me
Like the empty promises you love to make
But your useless words can't hold me
and now I'm deaf to the sweet vocals I once praised
instead of blind as I once was
to your heartless, ruthless ways

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