I lost a melody I wrote sometime
When I was twelve and pianoblind
Looking through old sketchbooks
Hope to find there, you know,
Somewhere hidden in the lines
I found some other stuff as well
Old lyrics vain and whiny as hell
Blood and tears on torn up pages
Written during breaks in school
Or somewhere else, I don't know
Just filling up those pages fast
With things that went and things that lasted
Written in another language
Feelings hidden in a stash,
A firmly closed casket
But I'll open up someday
And give those chunks of hate and pain away
And not just store them on some page
I never trusted anyway
I may be a cynic while
I do believe in things from time to time
And I believe that I'm in love with you right now
I may be a amateur
Incapable of writing songs you haven't heard
But I don't mind if I could spend my time
with you instead
And you said
Nothing that you do matters anymore
Well thats not true, so get up from the floor
You matter most to me, so I will love you more
That they ever did
Oh I will love you more than they ever did
Get up, god damn it
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