hey girl, 

your love's got the best of me,

heart-cage locked me up; i'll never be free

unable to see the choices laid out to me

not queen of diamonds nor hearts, but queen of spades

waterfall of false words, i can not sustain the cascade

love, so divine

could've been yours and mine

but a star cannot succumb to places where it can not shine

words like thunder

no mistake nor blunder

just heart taking over thoughts of the mind

stripping all sparkle or coverage of any kind

raw emotion is produced from making enemies or from making love

both opposites, but effective; impact is love's ruthless judge

to find truth in confusion

not much i was losin'

being edgy and careless was the grim reaper of your choosin

bye girl,