give silentbob Give It Back Please give me my heart back I don't feel you deserve it Sure, you're real sweet, girl Sure you look real nice But things about you urk me those spiders in your hair that skin beneath your nails a secretive twinkle in your eye when you wink that certain kind of light always makes me think please give me my sincerity back i don't like you with it Sure, it's returned (partially) sure you ACT real nice but something says you lie. Those stories contradict themselves a quiet insensitivy in your voice behind the sugar that certain kind of tone that always harbors doubt please give me my phone call back you just don't seem to care about it sure, when you speak it's all smiles and candy sure your lips look really good that way on your mouth But i don't have the money to make you try to see you could have had everything you wanted You gave up my heart, my sincerity Now give back my attention, cuz i don't want you to have it anymore. 010125 ... birdmad supply acommodate provide 010128 ... dean-bean I'll give everything to you. If you also agree to take me as well. I deal with Alone none too well. 010402 ... Mandy Give it up. 040918 ... Mandy God damn you half Japanese boys. 040918 ... eat id My head said, "Go for a drink, see Blair." So I did. My tummy said, "Pick up some fries at the all-night drive through on the way home." I did that too. I feel a kind of satisfaction I haven't felt in years. No denying myself. 060310 ... nom i didn't give anything i had nothing to give 070325 ... Bizzar "you take the dark and carve me out a home" your self worth takes the biggest hit when you're in the dark. those are the times when you feel the least deserving of love. and i want you to know. that your dark, along with the rest of you, -is- my home. the way my cells all vibrate when you're near, as if they are trying to detach themselves from my being to blend with yours. the way i see hundreds of our lives together play out in your eyes. and how you simply speaking my name stills the frenzy of chaotic thoughts constantly zipping about in my head. the way everything about you softens when you look at me. speak to me. how sometimes, i don't recognize you when you are engaging with others. like a version of you exists for only me. the version of you that you hide from the world. the one that wants to be seen. the one that feels safe with me. maybe we won't break the walls in this lifetime. but i won't stop trying. but if we don't, i'll find you in the next one and try harder. 230608 what's it to you? who go blather from