She said love was never something I could hold
no that word never meant too much to me
she said all the times I ever heard your voice
I had a thrill, but I have no name for it
four letters into life
and you think you own me
a simple word and you're off again
who the fuck do you think you are?
she said a heart only serves to help you pump the blood
to those parts you never mention when the lights are on
so don't say that it's burning for me
because I've heard your body talk before
four letters into life
and you think you own me
a simple word and you're off again
who the fuck do you think you are?
oh sitting here crying only to myself
over what she said and how she left
and though this heart may have never loved
it sure feels like it's breaking
four damn letters that can mean too much
one simple word that I said too soon
who the fuck did I think I was?
who the fuck do I think I am?
Erick Diaz, sometime in 2004



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