Song of the day....

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Artist : Pink
Song : Split Personality
Album : Can't Take Me Home

verse 1
i do not trust so i can not love
can't no man be trusted
oh no, no, no
and i would not dare to open up
this life of yours is dusted, pink
well my rent's past due and now
my car won't start
i hate the bus
aren't you glad you
have somebody
to talk to

pre-chorus
tell me what do they
see when they
look at me
do they see my
many personalities?

chorus
can you help me
does anybody hear me
can they even see me
this is my reality oh oh

verse 2
can it be my turn now,
is it my turn pink?
said i'll say it again,
you're my only friend
i protect you from the world,
i basically
protect you from yourself
though i can't go on
i'm not satisfied
with this being the end
this is just the beginning

bridge
tell me why can't i
just reach up
and simply touch the sky?
tell me why can't i
spread my arms
and fly and fly and fly??
tell me why can't i say this?
why can't i do that?
tell me what do they
want from me?
tell me how to act

chorus (x2)

verse3
so i'm putting it all on the table
you don't know me
well enough to label
me sick or even disturbed
when you break it down,
i'm just two girls
trying to blend, trying to vibe
trying to live just one life
everybody's got insanitites
i got a split personality

Bridge

chorus (x3)

I realize this looks bizarre, some of the lines are sung by someone else in duet but its hard to write.......

The words 'run away' keep running threw my head. runawayrunawayrunawayrunaway.... Usually thats a key to dig out a pen and notebook, but it doesn't feel like that. ThinkI'll try later anyway. Hey Jo, love ya!

couple of hours later;
the no-quiet-end-results:
Bow to your flipping king
I prefer to dance
Get out of my way
Red before my eyes
Black hearted in my sin
Blue coated, hold the lies
No one asks anyway
So why do we even bother
When the truths so lost
Its hard to find

Its one of those nights-days-years where I want to just scream and wriath (sp?) out of my skin. Shed it like a snake, and leave everything behind with it. Its a short comment night. An impatiant pacing nite. A short breath, can't get comfortable night. A night with wild dreams that almost make sense, and border on real. Damn the stupid, lying, closeted, fearful, demanding, untruthful, painful world.