I Love You

You made your bed, now lie in it. You masochist of mayhem.

This mortal coil is up for grabs in danger forever.

I would swear that there must be

a thousand personalities inside you head

now I would swear that there must be

a thousand possibilities to mend you heart

now take these words & tie them up

& give them back, give them back

for I .............

I see you, I hear you, I feel you, I love you.

You call collect & I reject your foul abuse & your

language

Where's your sense of etiquette?

Can't you assess the damage?

I would swear that there must be

a thousand personalities inside your head

I would swear that there must be

a thousand possibilities to mend our hearts

now take these tears & cry them in

your pillow dear & I'll be near

for I ............

I see you, I hear you, I feel you, I love you.