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          What is love??? No really what is it? Is it just a word that only you can put a meaning to or does it really have a meaning all its own. The word love has many different definitions such as (and the one i agree the most with)  ineffable feeling towards another person. Some say its a explanation for a sexual attraction, others say it doesn't exist just a word.

            But i guess its up to you as an individual with your own thoughts and ideas to decipher its meaning and or give it a meaning of your own.

         I only ask this question because i am starting to doubt my own opinion on the word love.

         There's to much to give and no-one thats willing to take.

Foundations lyrics



Thursday night,

every thing's fine,

Except you've got that look in your eyes,

when I'm telling a story

And you find it boring your thinking of something to say.

You'll go along with and then drop it

And you Humiliate me, in front of our friends.



Then I'll use that voice what you find annoyin'

And say something like

"intelligent input darlin' why don't you just go and have another beer then?"



Then you call me a bitch and everyone we're with will be embarrassed,

and I won't give a shit.



My fingertips are holding onto the

cracks in our foundations,

and I know that I should let go,

but I can't.

And every time we fight I know its not right,

every time that your upset and I smile

I know I should forget, but I can't.



You said I must eat so many lemons,

'cause I am so bitter.

I said "I'd rather be with your friends mate,

cause they are much fitter"



Yes it was childish

and you got aggressive

and I must admit that I was a bit scared,

but it gives me thrills to wind you up.



My fingertips are holding onto the

Cracks in our foundations,

and I know that I should let go,

but I can't.

And every time we fight,

I know its not right,

every time that your upset and I smile,

I know I should forget,

but I can't.



Your face is pasty,

'Cause you've gone and got so wasted,

what a surprise,

don't want to look at your face,

'cause its making me sick.



You've gone and got sick on my trainers,

I only got these Yesterday.

Oh my gosh, I cannot be bothered with this.



Well I'll leave you there till the mornin',

and I purposely won't turn the heating on

and dear God, I hope I'm not stuck with this one.



My fingertips are holding onto the

Cracks in our foundations,

and I know that I should let go,

but I can't.

And every time we fight,

I know its not right,

every time that your upset and I smile,

I know I should forget,

but I can't.



And every time we fight I know it's not right,

every time that you're upset and I smile.

I know I should forget, but I can't.



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