Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything...

I like The Killers, I don't care what anybody says...

coming out of my cage and I've been doing just fine
gotta gotta be down because I want it all
it started out with a kiss, how did it end up like this?
it was only a kiss it was only a kiss
now I'm falling asleep and she's calling a cab
while he's having a smoke and she's taking the drag
now they're going to bed and my stomach is sick
[[[[[[[[[[[[and it's all in my head]]]]]]]]]]]]
but she's touching his chest now, he takes off her dress now
[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[let me go]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
and I just can't look it's killing me and taking control....jealousy
turning saints into the sea, turning through sick lullaby
choking on your alibi, but it's just the price I pay
destiny is calling me open up my eager eyes
(oh god. this is how you felt, isn't it?)

posted by Unknown @ 11:08 PM