Spilled Blood On My List Of Heartbreaks - I Get All Of My Inspiration From A lyrics

The song plays on I wish it wouldn't end But I wish on a lot of things But with the words still in my head It spills About loving you And about changing times The times I can't stop The loving I can't stop Can't keep away from you It's bad enough I see you once a month A few "Hello"s And a few "I love you"s And you're gone Don't know how much more I can take So just let me know How close you are on the edge I'm thankful for the song It gets me back on my feet And a pen out of ink I just wanna say You don't have to know The details of grammar To write about who you wanna die with To write about who you wish would die You don't have to know How to read really well To write a song Keep the notions And get a damn translator Grab on to a song And never let it loose Grow tired in a week or two The song that is...not you See this song Describes what I love about her And what annoys me about her Apologies are endless Appropiate for occasion It's a demand Or you'll be sleeping with lint and crumbs Hey you up there Stop stepping on my heart Didn't it bleed enough for you already You milked it dry I don't know what more you want But thank God for the song If it's not what's keeping me alive I don't know what the f** is Some "cla**ic" this is I guess that's where the "new" comes from It's a bit complex But I can feel what they say And that's all I need To get me through this song that I write This song I write about too many different things That could never be a hit But it comes from sweet inspiration I had to jot it down Maybe not for you But for the "cla**ic" I hold so dear I think I'll start over I'll press play I might throw this away Another "hello" won't be ok Pushed down And back on my feet The cycle I never seem to stop