Wednesday, May 13, 2009


Darling, you left my heart
In pieces on the floor
So tell me why shouldn't I
Break some things of yours?

I'll smash your lamp, the antique chair,
That stupid thing you always wear;
I'll smash a vase, the radio,
Those little teacups from Limoge;

Your wacky paintings on the walls;
Darling - POW - I'll smash 'em all;
Lover, it's just a game;
Cupid can take the blame;
I'll take the place apart,
But don't worry - I won't smash your heart!

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