I don't want to lose the blues
You can't take that from me
And maybe this won't make you happy
And maybe nothings meant to be
And maybe you won't know the real me
I'm a criminal without a crime
A writer without a rhyme
A single one of a kind
A stranger in my own mind in this life of mine
I'm undefined, undefined, undefined
Between the liquor and the lovers
You slipped in to save me
While every other watched me bleed
How the hell do we know what we want when we don't know
What we need oh baby you don't need me
Criminal without a crime
A writer without a rhyme
A single one of a kind
A stranger in my own mind in this life of mine
I'm undefined undefined undefined.
Heather Zir © 2002
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