It turns out, when I am hungover and depressed, I'm a pretty good writer. A song I cranked out this morning:

And such
by Erica Lauren McLaughlin
4/2/09
Not sure when I started the lies
And not looking people straight in the eyes
Not sure why I let you get in my heart
Not sure how to fix this mess
Don’t know how to pray but I want to blessed
Anything, I’ll try to keep from falling apart

Please don’t get that close to me
Please don’t say those words to me
Not seeing that whole truth, I’m perfectly fine
They say that ignorance is bliss
If I didn’t know you then
I wouldn’t be missing
Hardly anything, most of the time

They say to know you is to love you
Well, I know you very much
I shoulda ran that day ya touched me
Then I wouldn’t be missing your touch
They say to know you is to want you
And hell, I want you very much
But we’re not gonna get a fairytale ending
La, la, la, ever after, and such
La, la, la, ever after, and such

Not too sure when I first ran away
Since I been running since that day
Get out of my way, ‘fore you start slowing me down
Not too sure I wanna be free
Kinda sure I want you holding me
You can anchor me, but please don’t pull me down

Please don’t shoot that look at me
Please don’t throw the book at me
I don’t need a lecture on how to walk the line
They say that ignorance is bliss
If I didn’t know you then
I wouldn’t be missing
Hardly anything, most of the time

They say to know you is to love you
Well, I know you very much
I shoulda ran that day ya touched me
Then I wouldn’t be missing your touch
They say to know you is to want you
And hell I want you very very much
But we won’t get a fairytale ending
La, la, la, ever after, and such
La, la, la, la, ever after, and such