Adrienne (somethingsoft) wrote, @ 2004-01-03 22:05:00

Current mood:	cranky
Current music:	.Fiona Apple :: Paper Bag.

Baby said he couldn't stay.
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
Cuz I know I’m a mess he don’t wanna clean up
I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love

I HATE UNREQUITED LOVE, GOD DAMMIT!

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