Almost Cured of Love
by "The Earl"
(Killeen, Texas, USA)
Here I sit and think "Oh isn't this nice?"
As the heart slows to a dead still beat as I turn cold as ice
She let me down and done me wrong
So I write about her since I haven't the voice to sing a song.
Visions of the past with so many happy smiles
The reality that those won't be around for a while.
Though all she put me thorough angered me to the core,
I realize she was nothing more than a bore...
Forget her long golden hair,
forget her green eyes and how they pierce the soul when she stares
Forget how she'd call my name
Truth is it's over, I'm movin' on and she's the one to blame.