Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Glasvegas

I'm so clever
Until my paranoia kicks in
Then I'll accuse her
Of doing all the worst things I do best
The end was always coming and now it's here

So this is the grand finale
The crescendo of demise
This is the happy ending
Where the bad guy goes down and dies

This is the end
With me on my knees and wondering why?
Cross my heart, hope to die
It's my own cheating heart that makes me cry


So what's the story, morning glory?

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