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"You apologize too many times, I gave up Used your second tries All the words you end spitting up"
"You apologize too many times, I gave up Used your second tries All the words you end spitting up" "You apologize One too many times so I gave up You used your second tries All the words you end up spitting up..." this wasn't a fairy tale to me you were all I needed you to be so many second chances all those empty dances the look of love in your eyes but, it was all a disguise to apologize doesn't mean forgiven it's my heart I have to live in one love to give, one love to give my religion, my favorite sin the dominoes falling, one by one counted to 3, said your piece, all done nothing left, but hurt and memories something, I so wanted to believe you quenched my thirst, gave me water souls, like ink absorbed by a blotter I want to luv you swim thru your heart blue ................................................................................... "You apologize One too many times so I gave up You used your second tries All the words you end up spitting up You have gentle eyes That I love that I hate That I love that I hate That I love that I hate that I love Baby say it again Maybe if you say it again Maybe if you say it again Maybe I'll believe it then Baby say it again Baby if you say it again Change some words around maybe I'll believe you then And I'm hurting from the way that this worked out If you could rearrange your words you could've saved it If we were made of water, we could swim around it Can't no more I still love you though You're still my best friend But I hate you though And from my tippy<b> toes </font></b>That I used to limp 'Round your big ego I should've told you so When you asked me if I could fuck you When you asked me, I should've said no And I'm hurting from the way that this worked out If you could rearrange your words you could've saved it If we were made of water, maybe we could swim around it But I just can't believe no more If we were made of water If we were made of water..." - Banks - "If we were made of water" ........................................................................................................... hmm no reasons for me to say "sorry" let's be each other's "make believe" To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!! |
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these words and melodies truly penetrate my soul Banks, you're rapidly approaching entry to my "Sliding to 30" a lofty goal I have the luxury of listening to your beautiful lyrics while you sing them others get to read you first, you bring me to such eroticism , thank you To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi D0ct0rSF thanks for your visit and comments today I'm glad that you liked this post and, those lines were special I'm glad that they meant something to you have a great Saturday! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Some sad words today, and it really made me think about what kind of song I could share here with your words today. Then it hit me that this one kind of fits but not totally but it's definitely a heart felt song. I hope you enjoy a great Saturday.. Dwight Yokam "Heartaches By The Number" Heartache number one was when you left me I never knew that I could hurt this way Heartache number two was when you came back again You came back and never meant to stay Now I've got heartaches by the numbers Troubles by the score Every day you love me less Each day I love you more Now I've got heartaches by the numbers A love that I can't win But the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end Heartache number three was when you called me And told me you was coming home to stay With hoping heart I waited for your knock on the door I waited but you must have lost your way Now I've got heartaches by the numbers Troubles by the score Every day you love me less Each day I love you more Now I've got heartaches by the numbers A love that I can't win But the day that I stop countin' That's the day my world will end Oh, the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end One line in reservation, is this
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Some sad words today, and it really made me think about what kind of song I could share here with your words today. Then it hit me that this one kind of fits but not totally but it's definitely a heart felt song. I hope you enjoy a great Saturday.. Dwight Yokam "Heartaches By The Number" Heartache number one was when you left me I never knew that I could hurt this way Heartache number two was when you came back again You came back and never meant to stay Now I've got heartaches by the numbers Troubles by the score Every day you love me less Each day I love you more Now I've got heartaches by the numbers A love that I can't win But the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end Heartache number three was when you called me And told me you was coming home to stay With hoping heart I waited for your knock on the door I waited but you must have lost your way Now I've got heartaches by the numbers Troubles by the score Every day you love me less Each day I love you more Now I've got heartaches by the numbers A love that I can't win But the day that I stop countin' That's the day my world will end Oh, the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end One line in reservation, is this thanks for your visit and lovely comments today I luv it when you share "firsts" with me and, this one is another, it fits perfectly Heartaches by the numbers, oh my and, she came back women, you can't live with them and, you can't live without them thanks for this gem!!! Hmm To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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12/28/2019 5:38 pm |
Yup- I hear ya loud and clear! Why say - hey, I’m sorry for hurting you. When you can just “make believe” that- You are someone else That it never happened It’s easy to run away. Most children do when it comes to being afraid. Some people just either haven’t matured or they are just assholes. People suck I’m sorry you are feeling this way today. I’m sorry that these words are dancing in your heart/head. I wanted to luv you! Then you should have because I let you. I loved you in return. I was never enough. Never enough to be that water that absorbed in you. I was a rain bead rolling off your skin until another droplet took my place. Over and over again. Sorry was never said it’s much easier to pretend that you are dead. Grief stricken and torn. Fading away into nothing. Never more. Just a little something I wrote a few months ago. I never posted it. Xoxo Hugs for ya!
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Yup- I hear ya loud and clear! Why say - hey, I’m sorry for hurting you. When you can just “make believe” that- You are someone else That it never happened It’s easy to run away. Most children do when it comes to being afraid. Some people just either haven’t matured or they are just assholes. People suck I’m sorry you are feeling this way today. I’m sorry that these words are dancing in your heart/head. I wanted to luv you! Then you should have because I let you. I loved you in return. I was never enough. Never enough to be that water that absorbed in you. I was a rain bead rolling off your skin until another droplet took my place. Over and over again. Sorry was never said it’s much easier to pretend that you are dead. Grief stricken and torn. Fading away into nothing. Never more. Just a little something I wrote a few months ago. I never posted it. Xoxo Hugs for ya! thanks for taking tthe time to read and provide your insights to this interpretation and, for sharing the lovely words you do that there's something about you the way your keyboard finds the right words, thoughts, emotions we have the scars of pain & hurt camouflaging those wonderful peaks of utter ecstasy thank god for those and, your time investment today hmm To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi Joy thanks for stopping by to read and comment on this wonderful song by Banks I hope my interpretation hit its mark reminded me of a recent escapade that happened not too long ago without a broken heart, could we appreciate the full glass without the highs and lows, could we recognize the difference thanks for the kinds words to an incredible year, looking forward to your second grandchild hmm To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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