Nothing But A Breakdown

Three Minutes Of Poetry

you shiver as the music starts it bleeds inside your heart

i'm dying as i let you go. the drum inside keeps the beat it's

everything you need, the chorus companies your tears the last time

that we stand stand together departed from

now on, get well soon that's when the song slows down everything is

pure and sober nothing but a breakdown is this the time for a last

slow-dance? the time to think about a failed romance? Now the feedback

hurts your ears and i'll be gone with the last sound you'll hear.