Kind Of Like Spitting

Little Time Bomb

Kind Of Like Spitting


one of them's off their food 
and the other one's off his head and their both spinning 
off down the boozer. to drink 
a toast to the one that he 
hates most and he says there 
are no winners only losers. 
well if there are no winners 
that what is this he sees as 
he watches her complete lack 
of honor? as he sits in the 
stands with his head in his 
hands and he thinks of all the things he'd like to bring 
down upon her. but revenge 
will bring cold company in 
this darkest hour as the 
jukebox says its all over 
now. and he stands and he 
screams what have i done? 
i've fallen in love with a 
little time bomb, i've fallen 
in love with a little time bomb. in public he's such a 
man he's punching at walls, 
with his bare and bloody 
hands. he's screaming and 
shouting, acting crazy but at 
home he sits alone and he 
cries just like a baby. and 
he holds her letters but he 
can't read them as he fights 
this loneliness that you call freedom. and you said this 
would happen and you were not 
wrong. i've fallen in love 
with a little time bomb.