I really shouldn\'t of come here,
shouldn\'t of come this far,
but just one look
and i thought you smiled my name
with just one look,
that's why i came.
I told you, \"Tread lightly
this mind is thin ice,\"
but you say that's okay-
-that one more shot can\'t kill me
and one more drag can\'t kill me
and one more drink can\'t kill me
and one more go can\'t kill me
and one more spin can\'t kill me
and one more pill can\'t kill me
and one more hit can\'t kill me
and one more drug can\'t kill me
just one more hour can\'t kill me-
And yes, you leave me standing,
but broken apart.
It all makes me sick,
sick and tired to my heart.
Everything sounds like rain
and everything feels like shame
when i\'m the only one to blame
for everything taken away.
It\'s dust to dust,
rust to rust,
all blown away.
And i\'m only afraid to die because i wake up everyday.
Black BirdI've told you I'm staying in tonight,Black Bird10 years ago in Free Verse
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you, as usual, haven't listened.
Negligent out of pain, perhaps
a thorn lifted off some nightmare
flower. You ask me to remove it,
have tried a shower. I'm thinking
if the water can't free it, how will I?
Besides, I've seen a bird, which,
as it starts to trill, suggests were I
such a thing, I'd rather be dumb.
Still, my not singing like a bird,
does it mean you can't call me one?
Again, you're not listening. And
it's flown off now into that gloom
where everything feels heavier,
but I don't suppose is. It presses
like the sloping walls of a Gallic
town, spied from an odd angle.