mary jane said lifes a wait. (_craigismyh0) wrote, @ 2002-12-10 21:32:00

A Million Dreams Out Of Massachusetts
So here I am. A spec of nothing to you.
I keep hearing the words "I hate you, I really do."
But I guess that's alright.
The ghost of the old you still haunts me.
It wanders in my soul.
And when I go to sleep, it's there in my dreams.
And all I keep thinking these lonely nights is "What did I do?"
Yeah, what did I do? What did I do to hurt you?
So I guess my answer is NOTHING.
And I guess i'm left with nothing.

Okay, just nothing.

If i could do anything, I'd get you and I in a car.
We'd drive a million miles away from Massachusetts, just you and me.
You can just drop me off anywhere.
The ride with you would be all I need.

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