Wednesday, 20 August 2014

That Little Jump

I'm unhappy
and I'm waiting for you
I'm about to give up on you
But you say just right the thing
and you pull me back in

and I hate that little jump of hope
every time I get out, it pulls me right back in

Suddenly I'm happy and I'm singing
maybe this time....
maybe this time

maybe this time I'll win.


I don't like this so much.  It's a bit forties, the lyrics don't flow well, and I swear it's not quite original.

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