just because i haven’t been here in awhile, and just because i live vicariously through songs and novel protagonists

Now my eyes are wide open
Now that everything’s been stolen
And I’m here to get it back from you
See I ain’t wasting no more time
Got to get back what’s mine
What else am I supposed to do?

Here I am
With my heart on the floor
And my love out the door
You should be knocking
But there it goes
I’ve got nothing to show for
Except pictures I posed for
But I keep ’em in a box under my bed

I told you time and again
You never win
I told you time and again
But you keep doing the same old thing
When I thought that you would change
I told you time and again

Here I am
With my heart on the floor
And my love out the door
You should be knocking
There it goes
I’ve got nothing to show for
Except pictures I posed for
But I keep ’em in a box under my bed

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Here I am
With my heart on the floor
And my love out the door

There it goes
I’ve got nothing to show for
Except pictures I posed for

Here I am
With my heart on the floor
And my love out the door
You should be knocking
There it goes
I’ve got nothing to show for
Except pictures I posed for
But I keep ’em in a box under my bed

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

–Meiko

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