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Best Served With: You’re All Alone by John Swihart

link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KU8HiNPiGZc

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I’m your punching bag,

Nobody can know this arrangement,

Black eyes shun the sadness,

My feelings just bow to your tempo,

 

–So your dad abused your mum,

Poor Ada put trousers on,

Never fear for I’m your sponge,

I’ll soak up the pieces–

 

Baby,

you’re just like Thunder–

Tore me to pieces–

Ripped me asunder.

 

I’m

Seeking a solace–

Someone to hold me–

Put me away.

 

This god,

Slaps then cries with words,

I choose to hurt cause I

Could never choose to hug,

 

You’re ugly, worthless, lovely, beautiful,

I’ll love you now then

Torture tomorrow,

 

Why does it feel like

My God has forsaken me?

Why do I feel so alone?

 

I don’t embarrass,

I love and I care,

But it seems I,

Will never be enough.

 

You ask I supplement,

Babe,

You cry I wipe your tears,

I’m not Thunder,

But anger I just can’t justify,

You still oppress me,

I never cheated or,

Rip Me asunder,

Treated you subpar,

God is your solace,

Not lying but,

Home lays with me,

I know you’ll deny,

Stop. Can’t keep holding my wrath.

 

You ask, I supplement,

You cry, I wipe your tears,

But anger I just can’t justify,

I never cheated or,

Treated you subpar,

Not lying but

I know you’ll deny.

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