I'm addicted to my jealousy,
Wanting releif awfully,
These feeling are so Heavenly,
And yet theyre just killing me.
I dont want to sympathize
With every sad song realize,
That something has gone astray,
I want it my way.
Lying alone in my bed,
Your image haunting my head
What was it that you had said?
I might be better off dead.
There is freedom beyond me,
Singing songs so truthfully.
Valueing our honesty,
please visit eden without me.
And, no matter what you find,
my paradise is still sublime,
Staring deep into your eyes,
My heart will capsize. |
