dimanche 25 septembre 2011

understatements

I hate you and you're the only one I hate,
And when you kiss them, I hope you feel your broken fate,
Because I still have flowers in my hair,
And my freedom's all over my face
Well you still hold flowers in your hand,
But you're at the wrong address, at the old place,
See when you put the cards down, there's a drink you can still taste,
I hate you and you're the only one I hate,
And this city doesn't recognize your name,
Because I made it mine, I made it mine with ink and sand,
from burning your ship down, I made it mine with loves and friends.
You're swimming to me,
But the bones you broke for someone else than me,
Remind you the shore is far ahead,
The shore is far ahead
I hate you and you're the only one I hate.