What kind of love have you got?
You should be home, but you’re not.
A room full of noise and dangerous boys
Still makes you thirsty and hot.
I heard about you and that man.
There’s just one thing I don’t understand.
You say he’s a liar and he put out your fire.
How come you still got his gun in your hand?
Victim of love, I see a broken heart
You got your stories to tell.
Victim of love, it’s such an easy part
And you know how to play it so well.
- Don Felder/Don Henley/Glenn Frey
So well. Or not.
3 comments:
I just don't do victim. I've always picked myself up, after getting the shit kicked out of me, so I could get on down the road to more shit happening. Shit happens and shit is always going to happen.
Oh, good, an "Eagles" reference.
Well, it had been a couple of posts since the last one...
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