Bindweed
From a distance, you look like a morning glory
But I know.
You creep, you climb like an ivy
But I know
I know your name.
chorus
Bindweed: just tryin’ to get by, stealing sun from another woman’s sky
Bindweed: again and again, windin' up somebody else’s stem
oh, Bindweed: get back! you can’t go looting for something you lack
Bind weed, I said, I don’t allow weeds in my or my friends’ beds.
I’d choose a wildflower over a rose any day
but you’re a weed
somewhere along the way, you gave up your sanctity.
now you’re just a weed
And I know your name...
chorus
You thought you could do the math, you thought one and one was two
you thought you could substitute, but we all know, don’t we now.
You thought Love was just a word [you could use] to get your 5th ring
[but we all] we all know the truth: he never loved, he never loved you, oooh
(chorus)
Epilogue:
Was it worth it?
I know the Universal Math.
Was it worth it?
And I know the rule of Three's.
Was it worth it?
And I know you'll end up dried up on the side walk
all alone
and you'll ask yourself,
"Was it worth it?"
I vote for this song to be the first one to be worked on. My reasoning is because I feel a lot of people feel this way often. I just conversed with a woman whose husband went through a similar process of interacting with a bindweed-woman who was his father's common law wife. This woman got rid of the will and anything of personal value to this man, and his wife and he had to fight for the remaining estate. It is chilling to know so many people have bindweeds in their lives, and to know that you are not alone in the grief of this process is very healing. So that's why I vote yes to this one.
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