The way you drop br>
Is like a stone br>
Making out you're flying br>
But you've just been thrown br>
Till kingdom comes br>
And through bitten tongues br>
These eyes get stung br>
With every curse sung br>
These twisted times br>
Can't compare to mine br>
And heaven knows br>
Where loving goes br>
I should have guessed br>
When I took that girl br>
Do I love her still br>
Well that's just a chill br>