Keep knocking, No one’s home.
I’m just here, sitting all alone..
No more phone calls, its off the hook
No more dialing, I’m out of the book.
Happy days are gone..
No more mowing the lawn.
Happy nights have disappeared
and it's all as I feared.
All my fears coming to haunt me
while I run from this hell of reality..
Give me drugs, Give me pain...
Give me another dose of the insane..
Give me freedom from my despair...
Give me a reason to really care..
Come around and make me whole..
Come around here and complete my soul
Hide me away so I can’t find myself
and make it so I won't be myself.
Make me want to be better than I can.
Make me want to be your only man..
Show me there’s love to be found.
Show me that you’ll be around..
Smile in content when your note is read
and show me another reason why not to be dead.

02/01/2000

Posted on 12/16/2003
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