Thursday, January 13, 2005

The Chord

Why I let you play me... Strike my chords, strum a tune on my...me? I gotta figure out why I got played...No it ain't what ya might think. No. No. I wasn't wronged. My button was pushed. And now I gotta figure out what the universe wants me to know. A melody was played on me. I wanna know the chords U played so I'll know the song when I hear it...the emotion when I feel it and then when I see your fingers positioned on the guitar like that, I can sit that dance out. U know what I mean?

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