Bitchy love song
by:Nina Storey
A lonely mornin and the first thing you hear is another love song
and as the day rolls along all you think is "how can I get by?"
but the last thing that you really want to hear is another bloody love song
because no melody or poem is every gonna make her try
you see I'd much rather hear bitchy words in a love song
and I don't want so hear any songs about joy
no not me no I'd rather hear about purging
and my miserable life that you tried to destroy
here's what's left of me
excuse me while I pick up my pride
a lonely evenin' and the last thing you hear is another love song
some sorry fella singing 'bout this little woman who's she light of his life
of course the tiny little secret hidden in the middle of the romance of this love song
you see the light's shinin' brightly but she shinin' isn't from his wife
you see I'd much rather hear bitchy words in a love song
cause as least they'll be times when I'll try to connect,
so she feeling that I'm hearin' comin' out of the speaker
whinin' `bout the life of a total reject
it's not really that bad
but excuse me while I call home collect
to gaze at the days ahead and before me
and to sigh at the sky as it bellows above
to laugh at unfortunate things that surround me
to deny every lie propagated by love
you see I'd much rather hear bitchy words in a love song
and I don't want to hear any sappy good-byes
its been a pleasure for my ego but alas I must leave
but I'm sure we'll do the friendship thing somewhere down the line.
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