Nothing to date
Except maybe you
Nothing to date
Except a worn out picture of you
No I'm not lonely
I'm really nothing at all
I don't want you back
Write that on your wall
I don't want you back
I want nothing at all
There's a crack in my crack
We're too broken to fall
You shot me and I shot you
And no-one went down
Unless they really wanted
I was your clown and you were mine too
Nothing to date
Except maybe you
Nothing to date
Except a worn out picture of you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem