Medicated Love

Love is nothing more than a medical condition. 
and I'm tired of taking these pills.
Like the tears on my pillow, I didn't sleep a wink last night.
and I'm tired as hell.
Love is nothing more than a heart condition. 
Like a broken looking glass or a silly superstition.
I didn't sleep a wink last night 
and I'm tired as hell. Like the tears on my pillow, 
and the stories they tell.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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