Handheld The Turkey Dump
Go!
We seem lost today
I’m feeling a little like the unread material
The morning paper is still in the mailbox
No news, no comics, There are
no classifieds to find the things that I want to say to you
As I shoot for the triple-twenty
I can’t help but be feel just a little bit under pressure
But some of us are better off that way
My point misses one more time And I find
You sitting in the corner You seem to roll your eyes at me and say
I always thought personality meant more to you anyway
And I never thought that I’d believe
That you’d mistaken him for me
And all I ever wanted was for you to stay
I return today from two months of isolation and loneliness
And somehow I still feel the same way
And when I see her I realize I’m better off without her
cause we both know we’re 10000 km's away
And the metronome seems to keep time and it goes on and on
And I thought turkey and dressing meant more to you anyway
We’d fight; you’d always be defending Angry love is never ending
And I’m sick and tired of depending on you I’m going away
