You Always Hurt The One You Love
You always hurt the one you loveThe one you love will hurt you
The hurt will fade, and go away,
Though Love will not desert you.
Maybe This Time
Maybe this time.Maybe next time.
Every time's the first time,
Until it is the last time.
That was the first of never,
The last day of remember
The second day of bloom
And the fourth of true lie.
With Nothin' to Say
With nothin' to say,And plenty to do
What's coming today
Is long over due
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