short stories she would sing

Written by: Jerry Golden

if February don't end soon
heart shaped people make me sick
if February doesn't end soon
i've got nothing your smile can fix

twenty eight days
twenty eight days without your son
and i would've cursed you once more
i would've left you for more
you never forced me through your door
but i would've left for more

from you to me
this was my gift to you 
tell me nice things
yes i want to hear you sing
if you're at all here for me
tell me what i say just isn't true

tell February goodbye
heart shaped people leave me ill
tell February goodbye
don't forget the love you kill

fourteen nights into this day
fourteen days without you at night
i don't want to see twenty eight 
without you by my side
i couldn't leave you for more 
outside your door
i couldn't leave you for more

have u ever really been loved before
have you ever admired the life you lose 
what time will you be in tonight
i won't wait up for you 
things just may change

"short storys she would sing"