Ernest Hemingway

The best days,

Start out as the worst days, it`s true,

Like when I met you.

You kissed me,

Then drove away, and now I`m dying,

Just to see you.

I got the pictures back,

Right now they sure look pretty,

But I know, they`ll fade in time.

You still haven`t called me,

You know I still care,

And when I kissed you,

Why were you so scared?

I didn`t care if your parents,

Hated me at all.

I know we`re both busy,

But now you`re not there,

I wish you were still here in your underwear,

Or with your clothes still on,

It doesn`t matter at all.

I`m waiting, and waiting,

You`re fading away.

I still see, you at work,

Shelving books by Ernest Hemingway.

And the girls round here just aren`t the ones for me,

The last girl I was with was from Albuquerque.

I got grass stains when she kissed me,

But I know that she won`t miss me,

The girls round here just aren`t the ones for me.

Ernest Hemingway,

Ernest Hemingway,

Ernest Hemingway.