Methought I chose the longest thorn
and had my heart in rips
what came out was just a croak
a wail of broken relatoinships
The world went on and no one turned
to hear that fractured song
maybe I did'nt bleed enough
or the legend is all wrong
Let's then change the rules
by which this game we play
you gotta have two untrue lips
to have love come your way
Maybe then the hearts won't bleed
and the phoenix be on wing
maybe then the birds will pause
to hear a true man sing
