To whom it may be of any concern:
I forget this lesson each time that it is learned,
This argument that I try & defend.
It isn´t logic, it is a means to an end:
A fiendish ploy,
That you mean me no harm.
It is so ill-concieved,
But it works like a charm.
If my fingers clench too tightly,
It is because I am afraid I will lose my grip,
If I think about you nightly,
It is because I am afraid I might forget.
If my fingers clench too tightly,
It is because I am afraid I will lose my grip,
If I think about you nightly,
It is because I am afraid I might forget.
Excuse my mess as I pitch this fit,
It bothers me more than I can admit.
My face goes flush & my head starts to ache.
I think this may be my biggest mistake.
A fiendish ploy,
That you mean me no harm.
It is so ill-concieved,
But it works like a charm.
If my fingers clench too tightly,
It is because I am afraid I will lose my grip,
If I think about you nightly,
It is because I am afraid I might forget.
If my fingers clench too tightly,
It is because I am afraid I will lose my grip,
If I think about you nightly,
It is because I am afraid I might forget.
To whom it may be of any concern:
I forget this lesson each time that it is learned,
This argument that I try & defend.
It isn´t logic, it is a means to an end:
A fiendish ploy,
That you mean me no harm.
It is so ill-concieved,
But it works like a charm.
If my fingers clench too tightly,
It is because I am afraid I will lose my grip,
If I think about you nightly,
It is because I am afraid I might forget.
If my fingers clench too tightly,
It is because I am afraid I will lose my grip,
If I think about you nightly,
It is because I am afraid I might forget.
´Cos I am afraid I will lose my grip,
´Cos I am afraid I might forget,
If my fingers clench too tightly,
It is because I am afraid I will lose my grip,
If I think about you nightly,
It is because I am afraid I might forget.
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