miércoles, 26 de marzo de 2014

I don't want to get over youI guess I could take a sleeping pill and sleep at will and not have to go through what I go throughI guess I should take Prozac, right? And just smile all night at somebody new... somebody not too bright but sweet and kind who would try to get you off my mindI could leave this agony behind which is just what I'd do if I wanted to, but I don't want to get over you.
I could listen to my therapist, pretend you don't exist and not have to dream of what I dream ofI could listen to all my friends and go out again and pretend it's enough. Or I could make a career of being blue, I could dress in black and read Camus, smoke clove cigarettes and drink vermouth like I was 17, that would be a scream. But I don't want to get over you.

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