stop playing that song
love still lives here
you just refuse to
walk through the house
you rather stay in the room
then come out and roam
my home is your home
what you talkin bout
"when in Rome"
I get so tired of those old
dumb sayings
what do they mean anyway
are we not living in today
I'm tired of knocking
on the door asking you to
come out and play
go ahead be that way
who needs you anyway
I do but I rather be lonely
then let you know
I love you
it's just too much wood
to chew through