You Know Who You Are

December 28, 2010


You’ll never find your gold on a sandy beach
You’ll never drill for oil on a city street
I know you’re looking for a ruby in a mountain of rocks
But there ain’t no Coup de Ville
Hiding at the bottom of a Cracker Jack box
I can’t lie
I can’t tell you that I’m something I’m not
No matter how I try
I’ll never be able
To give you something
Something that I just haven’t got

This isn’t an excuse. This isn’t her. This is me. I am so sorry. And you know who you are. Forgive me.

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