Thursday, February 09, 2006

YYYs


You left it, I sent it
I want it back
You left it, I sent it
I want it back

If I had you here, I'd clip your wings
Snap you up and leave you sprawling on my pin
This plan of mine is oh so very lame
Can't you see the grass is greener where it rains

Accept it, Don't let it
Turn the screw
Accept it, And let it
Scream back at you