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ld57 on
Sat, Mar 17, 2012 @
03:02 PM UTC
Difference of Potential
I think I love you.
I think you want to kill me.
I seem to have that effect on everyone eventually.
What happened, what happened, can’t make the connection,
Can’t trace the line from there to here.
And the lies hurt, the truth hurts, cuts me down.
I guess it’s over, can’t change it now.
Everybody looks at love from their own perspective.
When you’re in the moment, it’s hard to be objective.
Passion has a way of clouding every issue.
Promises of granite turn to nothing more than tissue.
And in each other’s eyes you see
A difference of opinion,
A difference of potential.
I thought you loved me.
I think you wanted to love me.
Maybe repetition would get you there eventually.
It happens, it happens, those moments of rejection,
We crossed the line, somehow, somewhere.
And the lies hurt, the truth hurts, cuts me down.
I guess it’s over, can’t change it now.
Everybody looks at love from their own perspective.
When you’re in the moment, it’s hard to be objective.
Passion has a way of clouding every issue.
Promises of granite turn to nothing more than tissue.
And in each other’s eyes you see
A difference of opinion,
A difference of potential.
Maybe we’ll be friends.
We can still be friends.
I’ll check and see, when will Hell be
Frozen over?
Then we’ll be friends.
Everybody looks at love from their own perspective.
When you’re in the moment, it’s hard to be objective.
Passion has a way of clouding every issue.
Promises of granite turn to nothing more than tissue.
And in each other’s eyes you see
A difference of opinion,
A difference of potential.
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