Saturday, August 02, 2003

Fury (B)

This is the night I would pay anything to undo.

I won't rehash details (pounding a beer while trying to keep my temper, listening to her self-absorbed bullshit because I'm that much of a patsy, walking home four blocks blinded by tears and choking on rage).

I'm just noting this with two appropriate lyrics.

"One punch and you knocked me down.
Tore my defenses apart.
One round took me out of the game.
You did me some permanent harm."
- Rolling Stones, "One Hit to the Body," Dirty Work

"She's a cold hard bitch.
Just a kiss on the lips,
And I was on my knees,
Waiting, baby.
Cold hard bitch.
She was shaking her hips.
And that was all that I needed.
Waiting, baby."
- Jet, "Cold Hard Bitch," Get Born