Thursday, March 15, 2007

Westlife


The whole mess. Thwarted thoughts.
Out of sorts. Unquestioned questions. Unanswered answers. Unanswered questions. Unquestioned answers. Insistent and persistent. Selfish and self-centered. Masked emotions. Facades of amiability. Fleeting but unceasing. Hypocrisy. Acute sarcasm. Parasitic replays. Subtlety. Seeking and searching. The colour of green. A lost trophy. The whole mess.


All or nothing

I know when he's been on your mind
That distant look is in your eyes
I thought with time you'd realize it's over, over
It's not the way I choose to live
But something somewhere's gotta give
A share in this relationship gets older, older

You know I'd fight for you but how could I fight
Someone who isn't even there
I've had the rest of you
Now I want the best of you
I don't care if that's not fair

'Cos I want it all
Or nothing at all
There's nowhere left to fall
When you reach the bottom
It's now or never
Is is all or are we just friends
Is this how it ends with a simple telephone call
You leave me here with nothing at all

There are times it seems to be
I'm sharing you with memories
I feel it in my heart but I don't show it, show it
Then there's times you look at me
As though I'm all that you could see
Those times I don't believe it's right
I know it, know it

Don't make me promises
Baby, you never did know how to keep them well
I had the rest of you
Now I want the best of you
It's time for show and tell

'Cos you and I
Could lose it all if you've got no more room
Nowhere inside for me in your life



I like boybands.
They are kinda therapeutic.



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