Fin.

I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
And I believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag

Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love

And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb
Looking for a little hope
Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine,
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said, 'Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified
Come on put a little love here in my void,' he said
'It's all in your head,' and I said, 'So's everything'
But he didn't get it I thought he was a man
But he was just a little boy

Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love...

--- PAPER BAG, Fiona Apple

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I miss talking to you.

It was a fleeting moment of sanity.

I thought you cared.

I thought..............

Brighton Pier.

I barely know you yet you've managed to invade my waking thoughts.

Maybe I'm crazy to feel this way about you.

Thousands of miles away, I am here.

Wondering about you... What you're doing... If you're alright.

Yeah, I am definitely crazy.

I am crazy about you.

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H: What do you want?

T: (I want you.)

If only I had the courage to say that...

Instead of saying "I don't know.."

WTF.

You'll always be just a dream, H.

Only in my dreams.




I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me...