Love is Hell, Pt2. [Ryan Adams]
07/05/2004 04:16 a.m.
I'm listening to his cd and I never realized there were so many songs. Maybe that's because I always had it on repeat for "My Blue Manhattan." Why do I believe with so much that I belong there? Perhaps I won't know until I am there, belonging. "it's you against me most days/ it's me against you. don't... making snow angels in the gravel/in the dirt/crawling like a spider/I'm somewhere inside her/too hurt to move/too hurt to move/... my Blue Manhattan."and then acoustic strums of the next song. It's my own little Louvre
I am currently Calm
I am listening to see title.