i wish i could slip a
time bomb
under your pillow at night;
or call your phone
every three minutes at
three a.m. until you were addicted
to the sound of my breath.
[i could show you just how much you need me.]
i'd make you love me
until it hurt
and make you need me
until you cried
and make you wish a thousand times
that you had thanked me once or twice.
[i could show you just how much you need me.]
but until then
you better watch out for my loaded gun
and you better start looking for somewhere to run

12/02/2003

Posted on 12/02/2003
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