A/N: last night, i was listening to anecdote by ambulance LTD and hummingbird by wilco on repeat, with an occasional excursion into get over it by ok go, and peter gabriel's darkness, and this is what transpired. imagine it set to a peppy little when i'm 64 beat. also, the caps on the fourth line of the third stanza were an accident, but i liked how it turned out so i kept it. and if i keep on going, this A/N will be longer than the poem itself. shutting up now.

edited for like, the millionth time: the formatting had better work or i'm biting fictionpress on its ass! bites

what you've done to me.

you took my by the hand
and led me down the stairs
to the cellar of your heart
and tried to cage me in.

(oh darling you don't know
what you've done to me.
locked me up and thrown away the key
i don't think you know what you've done to me
& i don't think you care)

it's so dark and lonely down here,
& i feel like going mad,
but wasn't that the plan --
TO MAKE ME LOSE MY MIND?

(oh darling i don't think you know
what you've done to me.
locked me up and thrown away the key?

i don't think i know what
i've done to you
to make you this cold and cruel)

i'm so lovesick & silly for you,
oh darling, there isn't anything i wouldn't
do.

oh darling, please don't make me blue.
join me in your cellar; there's room for
two.

i just can't get over those things you do
to me.

you don't know what you've done to me
& i don't care.