נימוקים של צורה ותוכן

I took a pen that wouldn't write and sat down to write you a song
Breathing words that felt like smoke as I misspoke, I knew all along
that you were always so distant
and you were always too cynical
and I never learned how to deal with your dreaded words

I made a pledge to all things right to put aside my longing for you
But having said it I admit it wasn't quite the easiest thing to do
when you were always so beautiful
and you have this strange power over me
and I couldn't do away with your dreaded words

When I decide that I'll be strong I'll come along and knock on your door
and say the words rehearsed in front of mirros about a million times before
that you should have treated me better
and you were always hurting my feelings
and you can go to hell and take with you your dreaded words

The first time that I fell in love it was with a parrot
whom I was allergic too
and was promptly gotten rid of
The seconds time it was with a girl who had a birthmark
the shape of which I remeber distinctly
but not the girl
The third time it was with a car,blue with white on the sides
That ended,however,when a careless neighbor - the owner as it happened to be
drove my love into a tree
The fourth time it was with a cousin who visits once a year
and found the time in between visits
to marry young
The fifth time it was with a pretty thing whose capacity to love
exceeded that of the car,I'll grant her that
but not by much
The sixth time it was with a classmate who I stared at often
when I should have been doing the work
and may have cost me a spectacular academic career
The seventh time it was with a married woman
who thanked me for not being a hunter
Little did she know it was not for the lack of trying
The eighth time it was with a childhood friend who lost no time
in putting an ocean between us
and a big one at that
The ninth time it was the sixth time all over again
stronger this time and more hopeful
but no more useful or successful than a broken nail