Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Mockingbird

Here come the nightingales
Or could it be the mockingbird
They're at my windowsill
They flew in as soon as they heard
Enter the doctor and the nurse
Say my condition's getting worse
They take my pulse and shake their heads
They recommend I stay in bed
They say you are my condition
You are indecision
You, what is wrong with you

You say you love me but you don't love me
You say you hate me but you don't hate me
You say you'd leave me but you can't leave me
Because you love me
What's it gonna be
What is wrong with you
Is what is wrong with me

Here goes nothing
I just swallowed the pill
The room's spinning out of control
Although I'm lying still
And those mockingbirds
They're hovering above
They're talking back and forth
About the trouble with our love

You say you love me but you don't love me
You say you hate me but you don't hate me
You say you'd leave me but you can't leave me
Because you love me
What's it gonna be
What is wrong with you
Is what is wrong with me

Oh my God
I think I've actually lost the plot
Oh my God
My brain is fried and my nerves are shot
And why not
You say control me no don't control me
You say hold me no don't hold me
You say you'd marry me
But you can't marry me
Because you love me but you don't love me
Because you hate me but you don't hate me
Because you'd leave me but you can't leave me
Here come the mocking birds
Because you love me but you don't love me
Because you hate me but you don't hate me
Because you'd leave me but you can't leave me
Because you love me
What's it gonna be
What is wrong with you
Is what is wrong with me

-Low Millions

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