Remember when you nearly got that stupid girl pregnant a few years back?
You thankd me for being
I was ready to pick you up from the airport
never in my life did I think...
There was a true friendship there, wasn't there?
Then we saw eachother and the amounts of love we saw in each others eyes
a love you fought so hard
You thankd me for being
You did so much
You said a lot
You called
You're afraid to admit it
I'm afraid of your priorities
something's seriously fucked up about it
You don't trust me
You don't trust love
You go out of your way to not trust yourself
Foolish me...
Isn't my good willed drama sense for tragic people kind of my biggest tragedy in life?
I'll might have to do something about that insight
Yet you thanked me for being
You promised so much
Forever you and I
Now you say
don't be sad
I don't want you to be sad
Yet you're hardly doing anything to make me happy
Sometimes it feels you live for my saddest reflections of all the things you don't want to deal within yourself
Then you want me to clear you from responsibilities
Is that what my thankfull being all about?
Why would you care wether I'm sad or not
when you contributed so much to that
yet seem to only truely care for noone but yourself
?
Will you fake love for a week or two with some nobody in the next few years just to find she got knocked up?
Will you be the father your girl never got to have?
Does anybody hurt the world worse than the greatest tear-droppers about what a shitty dump it has become?
And where did all the love go?
Even Dolphins don't seem to have the answer to that
Will you be the tragedy that will ultimately break my heart?
Will I live to dramatize my oh so sad yet good willed heart?
Will you end up lonely and bitter with yourself?
Should I be held responsible for that?
Thankyou for being
I love you
Don't be sad
Said the scorpio to the frog
(now ain't irony truelly grand? makes me wanna make the world bow to my glorious snore of a hog)
So you're saying you want me to be happy ha?
I'm really trying not to get too upset here
I'm really practicing my best self control act to prevent me from going down your hapiness path
But you are welcome to TRY and climb UP to mine
so maybe we'll boo hoo a bit less
and the world will gain one less tear dropper?
Yet, that might just screw up true romance
wouldn't it?
You and I just love eachother way too much to allow that, isn't that right?
Yet sometimes it's just another shallow airplain novel
loving you from afar
but don't expect any heroes who care about anything but themselves
when looking a bit more upclose & personal
Oh and really - it's nothing personal
don't be sad
despite my endless silent efforts
I do not want you to be that
be stupid
and grow a 21st century updated...
'cause I aint no no god damn Bogart blondie
but let's keep your thankfull being a mistery anyway ha?
For old times' sakes
We'll always have that
what is there to be sad about?