Sunday, January 31, 2010


Heard the pain of a gushot is unbearable
I know how that feels
The feeling of my broken heart can compare
And this pain cannot be healed
The thought of you gone is like a fish without water
No gas in my automobile
No toy in my happy meal
I hate my caller ID because your face never appears
Every incoming text seems incorrect
Cause your name is never there
Tried drinking away my sorrows but
I'm just as empty as these beer cans
Cause me without YOU makes me less of a man
Don't let my sad words take you off course from your future plans
I wish you the best with your newborn and your new man