11:35 p.m. x 2007-09-23

my pride is dying
i think i'm all done lying
nobody's sharing
so i stop caring
all alone and walking
nobody's talking

why can't you be nicer to me?

well the wind is blowing
where am i going
off a bridge and falling
nobody's calling
on the ground and laying
nobody's praying

why can't you be nicer to me?

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start
(& etc)

anybody can be just like me, obviously.
not too many can be like you, fortunately.
KL 02-11