You sucked me in and then you blew me out
You burst my bubble
There’s no doubt
The cautious steps I took into your hearts house
I count them all again and again and again
Now I remember you were laughing with me
You were really having fun as far as my eyes could see
But underneath your skin that love thing wasn’t deep
Your beauty in a photograph was all I got to keep
And by the way I’m feeling lost and alone
Like William Butler Yeats loved his Maud Gonne
I guess I’m feeling like I think the poet feels
Another strawberry time bomb
Another summer love is gone
And other city boy gets it wrong
Another strawberry time bomb
If I was Jesus Christ that’s not enough for you
You would not want me because I died on the cross for you
Lucifer could make you feel so so good
Scratching the surface would he draw any blood
And if I say I’m feeling lost and alone
I’m looking for attention not blood from a stone
I guess I’m feeling like I think that stone feels
Try to understand how love slips from your hands
The poet’s say say it’s nothing new
This feeling I have for you
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