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Backstory:

Breaking out of silence                                                                                                                                                             

Lyrics:

                                                  
	I LOVE YOU, BUT . . . 
(Words and Music by Daniel Curzon, Copyright 2018)
VERSE #1:
YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO HAVE YOUR WAY, 
WHETHER IT’S A MOVIE, TV, OR A PLACE TO EAT,  
WHEN I HAVE SOMETHING I WANT TO SAY, 
I BITE MY TONGUE INSTEAD AND THEN RETREAT.

VERSE #2
YOU PUSH EVERY LIMIT THAT YOU CAN. 
YOU GOT AN UGLY TATTOO WITHOUT CONSULTING ME.
YOUR POETRY DOESN’T EVEN SCAN. 
YOU THINK CALLING FROM THE JOHN IS NOT INSULTING ME. 

CHORUS:
OKAY, LET ME PUT IT IN A HAIKU.
WHY DO YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME FIGHT YOU?
SOMETIMES I ALMOST WANT TO STRIKE YOU.
YEAH, I LOVE YOU. . . . BUT I DON’T LIKE YOU.

VERSE #3:
YOU WHINE AND SULK AND SNIPE AND TEASE. 
YOU NAG AND POUT AND ACT HOLIER THAN THOU.
YOU SNARL AND BARK AS IF YOU HAVE SOME DISEASE. 
IF I DO SOMETHING YOU DON’T LIKE, YOU HAVE A COW. 

VERSE #4:
WHEN I LOST MY JOB, YOU GLOATED. 
YOU NEVER WANT TO TALK UNLESS IT’S ABOUT YOU. 
YOU’RE SO FULL OF YOURSELF, YOU’RE BLOATED. 
YOU THINK THAT I COULD NEVER LIVE WITHOUT YOU.  

CHORUS: 
OKAY, LET ME PUT IT IN A HAIKU.
WHY DO YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME FIGHT YOU?
SOMETIMES I ALMOST WANT TO STRIKE YOU.
YEAH, I LOVE YOU. . . . BUT I DON’T LIKE YOU.

VERSE #5: 
I DON’T THINK WE CAN GO ON THIS WAY. 
WHAT WILL IT TAKE TO HELP ME UNDERSTAND YOU?
I WILL NOT LIKE MYSELF IF I STAY. 
WHAT WILL IT TAKE SO THAT I CAN STAND YOU?  

CHORUS: 
OKAY, LET ME PUT IT IN A HAIKU.
WHY DO YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME FIGHT YOU?
SOMETIMES I ALMOST WANT TO STRIKE YOU.
YEAH, I LOVE YOU. . . . BUT I DON’T LIKE YOU.

VERSE #6:
YOU TOO HAVE COMPLAINTS, IT WOULD APPEAR.
BUT YOU ARE NO LONGER PREACHING TO THE CHOIR. 
IT SEEMS TO ME I’VE FINALLY MADE IT CLEAR. [10]
BY THE WAY, YOUR FACE IS GRAY AND YOUR HAIR’S ON FIRE.


VERSE #7: 
I HAVE NOTHING MORE TO BITCH ABOUT. 
THE BALL NOW, AS THEY SAY,  IS IN YOUR COURT.
NOTHING MORE I WANT TO HEAR YOU BITCH ABOUT.
WHAT IS IT TO BE: GO FORWARD  OR ABORT? 

CHORUS:
OKAY, LET ME PUT IT IN A HAIKU.
WHY DO YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME FIGHT YOU?
SOMETIMES I ALMOST WANT TO STRIKE YOU.
YEAH, I LOVE YOU. . . . BUT I DON’T LIKE YOU.

CHORUS #2:
YEAH, I ONCE DID LOVE YOU.
WHY DID YOU MAKE ME FIGHT YOU?
YEAH, I ONCE DID 
LOVE YOU.
AND, YEAH, I ONCE DID LIKE YOU.