Love is a piano dropped from a fourth story window, and you were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
So my heart finally broke. It was so long bent. And it broke in three places when it finally went. It wanted only to say what it meant. So it suffered every punishment.
I still define myself by the places that I've been.
They put you in your place, and they tell you to behave But no one can be free until we're all on even grade.