I'm not the type to put up a fight

I really don't like conflicts. So sometimes I really don't understand why I would purposely pick a fight and cause so much agitation. What's the point of pointing something out, just to prove a point? *sigh*

I can't remember if I used to fight for what I want, or didn't want. I don't remember being a doormat, but now I've become so pliable, so easily manipulated. It's good in a way because everyone thinks you're nice. But I don't know if that's all I want to be, nice.

Amy Millan is nice *laugh* I like her voice. Hear her on her myspace site, here.

Your eyes are like burned-out headlights
A little thunder in the night
I'm losin' you
You're walking around like you live in a graveyard
Gets you the one with the cards
I'm losin' you

I guess I'll go
And I'll lock the door behind me
What's it for
When you've only got time you gotta leave behind?

You nod and smile like a lying stranger
When I ask if you're doing all right
I'm losin' you
And underneath the hungry silence
Fear is eatin' through
I'm losin' you

I'm not the kind to beat you from behind
I'm not the kind to tell you you've been blind
I'm not the type to put up a fight

Your eyes are like burned-out headlights
A little thunder in the night
I'm losin' you
I always thought you were the one
I guess I still do
But I'm losin' you
And I'm losin' you
I'm losin' you



Amy Millan | Losin' You