(foto by howard schatz - no background music today)
I have never been used to the “good-love-words”. I have never been used to tenderness. I have never tried to stand real love feelings. I am a rough girlie and you know that. And so you ain’t telling me sweet words, You ain’t chasing me for my admiration, You ain’t runnin’ me over with useless tenderness, Instead, You’re killing me softly, completely ignoring my condition, My fear, My pain. And by doing that you - finally – Give me that Sweet pain called love.