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Feminism | Love | Relationships
One More Time | Lyrics
By Ammie-Marie Littke
On Thursday, May 14, 2009 @ 8:00 pm
Bedazzled, I’m hassled over the thought of losing you
It’s time to think of some other familiar way
Hanging by the shattered past of me and you
This feeling’s got me feelin’ the blues, and it’s a shame
Take me back to a time you were mine
I was moving mountains with the love I felt
We lost it all with the passing of time
In the fire, my cold heart would simply melt
PRE-CHORUS:
For you, oh, I’d run to you
In the middle of the night
If you think I’m lying, it’s true
Since you’ve been gone, oh no
Nothing’s really been alright
CHORUS:
Broken roses don’t shake, shake
The essence of a plagued bouquet
You say, I’d say, “I love you”
Like it was a sin, no second guessin’
Like it was all gone with the wind
You know you know me so well
Ooh, under the fallen moon
I heard you knockin’ on the door of my heart
I’m crying, guilty, one more time
You know you like it when I fall apart
You know you know me just so well
Wait, wait
So, wait a minute
I know you’re so tired of going it alone
On your own, you gotta be a big boy now
Set the timer, fold your clothes from the dryer
I know you’re gonna figure it out
I told you, I loved you
In the heat of the night, but you let go
And now, I’m carrying on with a lie on the phone
My mother’s words reverberate, they echo
A vibrato, my soprano, in falsetto, but
(PRE-CHORUS, CHORUS)
BRIDGE:
Thank you for being there for me
When I know I’d never be there for you
Saved by the grace of God,
It’s all getting through
All you want is to be free
And your price for freedom is me
Tell me why we can’t have it all
Who knew you’d rather go AWOL
(CHORUS)
I can’t hear your reaction
My footsteps in the right direction
I took my heart and made a plan of action
And I won’t give you the satisfaction
Of ever seeing me cry
Like I’m guilty, one more time
ABOUT THIS WORK
Picture it: 18 year old me wandering the streets of the city of steel bridges, wallowing in my tears.
On Monday, March 9, 2009, my maternal grandfather dropped dead while walking up the stairs in his home around 6:30 PM.
The day before, I had spent most of the afternoon with him that Sunday, and I'm forever grateful I did. His loss was like a shock to my system, he was the patriarch of our family and the positive guide in my life at the time.
Days later, my boyfriend of nearly 6 months broke up with me. He said I was "too depressing" to be around anymore.
Gee, I can't imagine why I would feel that way.
So, now he's off somewhere in the world being his ever-so-happy-go-lucky self, and I happily obliterated his existence from my memories.
Guys are the worst sometimes... and when they are, we write about it.
Hey! I'm Ammie-Marie.