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a flamenco opening, a 2-second guitar solo, a church organ, but really a simple, poppy rock and roll song with a gothic twist written by Chris Murray (c) 2009 Eat Your Own Music

I met a guy who told me he once wrote a letter to a girl he liked in his own blood, and it inspired the slightly gothic flavouring. It flared up my imagination and I imagined his mentality, tormenting himself with his own madeness

You have no heart, Weeks have passed And still it smarts, But here’s the thing, You’re sick of being The only one Who sees the chance For circumstance To lead you wrong, It seems since you took flight, He dreams of you at night, Don’t leave me wasting, hanging, Don’t leave me waiting longing. You know me well; As you put it, Better than I know myself, And I’m afraid I curse the day That we first met, Try I may But every way leads to regret, I’ll take no other love, But words are not enough, Don’t leave me wasting, hanging, Don’t leave me waiting longing. Don’t leave me waiting for you. x