Oy vey.
"I don't want to talk about it to you/ I'm not an open book that you can rifle through/ The cold hard truth that you'll see right to/ I'm just a basket case without you/ He's not a magic man/ Or a perfect fit/ But had a steady hand and I got used to it/ And a glass cage heart and invited me in/ And now I'm just a basket case without him/ You're begging for the truth/ So I'm saying it to you/ I've been saving your place/ And what good does it do?/ Now I'm just a basket case/ I don't say much and it'll stay that way/ You got a steel train touch and I'm just a track you lay/ So I'll stay right here underneath you/ I'm just a basket case and that's what we do/ Won't somebody come on in and tug at my seams/ Oh send your armies in of robbers and thieves/ To steal the state I'm in/ I don't want it anymore..."
If you don't own this album and you're slightly emo like me...go get it. Sara Bareilles- Kaleidoscope Heart.
Anywho, I woke up with this song in my head and I'm pretty sure I know why. Making intelligent decisions is a bitch but necessary when someone is making you a basket case. And that's all I have to say about that.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
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