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This is a history of a beginning of a relationship to it's end. History repeats itself, what goes around comes around.

________________________________________________ _______________________________________________________ "Saturday Night" Eve 6 Saturday night burns a redness on my face I tasted you you tasted me you were never my taste Now you're left alone with precious thoughts Of half assed half an hour stops And talk so small I can't remember ever saying a word Laced with thick naivete Firm delusions can't be swayed Tell yourself you're happy We both know the truth It's false behind the dirty talk the dirty sheets the sexy walk Your eyes are closed your heart is open wide and that's no good There is something up my sleeve There is nothing in-between You and me that you can't see So beg my pardon Honesty's a virtue that can hurt you let it be The thought that counts is counting down the minutes 'till I leave and when I do you'll be looking for security in words Though you know that you won't get it for the better for the worse There is something up my sleeve There is nothing in-between You and me that you can't see So beg my pardon I apologize for me Then I'm back in a couple weeks I'm too weak to help it Don't know how to end it I apologize for me ________________________________________________ "Inside Out" Eve 6 I would swallow my pride I would choke on the rhines But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt turn it inside out find nothing but faith in nothing Want to put my tender heart in a blender Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous then I'm through with you I burn burn like a wicker cabinet chalk white and oh so frail I see our time has gotten stale The tick tock of the clock is painful All sane and logical I want to tear it off the wall I hear words and clips and phrases I think sick like ginger ale My stomach turns and I exhale I would swallow my pride I would choke on the rhines But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt turn it inside out find nothing but faith in nothing Want to put my tender heart in a blender Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous then I'm through with you So Cal is where my mind states but it's not my state of mind I'm not ugly sad as you Or am I origami, folded up and just pretend Demented as the motives in your head I would swallow my pride I would choke on the rhines But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt turn it inside out find nothing but faith in nothing Want to put my tender heart in a blender Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous then I'm through with you I alone am the one you don't know you need me take heed feed your ego Make me blind when your eyes close sink when you get close tie me to the bedpost I alone am the one you don't know you need me take heed feed your ego Make me blind when your eyes close sink when you get close tie me to the bedpost Rendezvous then I'm through with you Now I'm through with you!!!! ________________________________________________ _______________________________________________________

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