I Guess...
It kills me when you say you love her
Sit another cold one on the coaster
Well, well, well my lady you are a hard one to get over
So many things I should have told you
Like how you set my soul on fire,
and how I'm grateful just to know you
I guess it makes me uncomfortable
Just how easily you got comfortable
Saying the things you said to me
To another,
and it hurts when you say that you love her
I guess I'll stand back
I guess I'll take cover
It kills me when you say you love her
Sink another one, so we get closer
Well, well, well my lady you're a hard one to get over
So many things I should have told you
Like how you set my soul on fire,
and how I'm grateful just to know you
I guess it makes me uncomfortable
Just how easily you got comfortable
Saying the things you said to me
To another,
and it hurts when you say that you love her
I guess I'll stand back
I guess I'll take cover
It kills me when you say you love her
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Frankie Martinelli
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Most people talk about things that bother them as a way to vent their emotions, another way is through writing. As I sit writing in my car, I ponder how much writing, in itself, has helped me become the person I am today. I have endless amounts of pages filled with poems, stories, and sometimes random blurbs. Writing is a window into your soul. The simple action of writing has benefited me; by helping me to achieve a better memory, helping me to learn and grow intellectually, and helping me to communicate my emotions.
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