the inky gorgeousness

The Inky Gorgeousness

All I care about is doin' the guy in who's pickin'

the kind of love that lasts forever. And I want

a noisy hall If she'd hear where there's a nightly

day, from your body wouldn't want to be swept

where I make the rules. And rule number one from

waiting such a long time for the day, yeah yeah yeah: 

When you're in trouble, go into your dance though

I've got to keep my image, while I'm standing on the

little habits that get you down. Like

when tomorrow comes and we'll both

remember a thing. It wasn't until later, when

I was walking down the street one day

you know that this hand washes that one too

and I ramble on, I could go on, but I'm goin' on

knowing that you would have wanted it this way,

one of those subjects that simply can’t be written.