the groupie’s tune

there’s a hole in my heart
when I think of how smart
your art
really is

I can only complain
when I try to explain
in vain
what it is

this which pulses through me
oh I wish I could make myself be
that carefree

and not sad when alone
to be actually glad on my own
with a song

this one is just ‘cause I can’t make you cry
this one is just ‘cause I can’t make you blue

‘cause I don’t even need to be yours
‘cause I just only wish I was you
‘cause all I ever want is to know how to do
what you do

ain’t that uncool?
ain’t that uncool?

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