Idiot

Union Pulse

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In the dark sitting all alone
fell asleep talking on the phone
neat and clean, pretty little face
make your love, leather and lace

what does it mean to say you think you love her -
what does it mean to say you really care?
how do you know she feels the same way you do -
how do you know the feeling that you share?

In a year, what did you learn?
soon enough, tables will turn...
as our time slips away like a cigarette burning all day,
will you waste all of your time?..
(like an idiot forcing a rhyme)