Me, myself & I; I, me, mine… I, me, mine…

On a deserted highway, afar, sitting atop the dying tree of life
there’s a songbird that sings only sad songs
Even through scorching days and through the dead of night,
a band in one, abandoned, she sings for no one
The unlucky few are the lost wanderers just passing by,
hearing only melancholy for hours along
Me, Myself & I; I, me, mine…. I, me, mine…
You loved me once and hated me far too many times
I cannot believe I once thought I could call you all mine
All the times I sunk deep in love, all the way into your eyes
Me, Myself & I; I, me, mine…. I, me, mine…
I have this love for pain and this hate for love
and until my throat goes sore or my heart turns to stone
I’ll keep singing the same old stories in the tunes that I know
Me, Myself & I; I, me, mine…. I, me, mine…

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