Part of me

Days like this I want to drive away
Pack my bags and watch your shadow fade
You chewed me up and spit me out
Like I was poison in your mouth
You took my light, you drained me down
That was then and this is now
Now look at me

This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
Throw your sticks and stones
Throw your bombs and your blows
But you're not gonna break my soul
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no

I just wanna throw my phone away
Find out who is really there for me
You ripped me off, your love was cheap
Was always tearing at the seams
I fell deep and you let me drown
But that was then and this is now

Now look at me
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
Throw your sticks and stones
Throw your bombs and your blows
But you're not gonna break my soul
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no

Now look at me, I'm sparkling
A firework, a dancing flame
You won't ever put me out again
I'm glowing, oh woah oh
So you can keep the diamond ring
I never liked them anyway
In fact you can keep everything
Yeah, yeah
Except for me

This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no (away from me)
Throw your sticks and stones
Throw your bombs and your blows
But you're not gonna break my soul
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no

This is the part of me, no, (away from me)
This is the part of me, me, me, me, me, me, no
Throw your sticks and stones
Throw your bombs and your blows
But you're not gonna break my soul
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no....... 

I morgen drar jeg vekk, langt vekk. Ikke engang almanakken får bli med. Gleder meg til å koble av frem til jeg skal tilbake på jobb igjen om noen dager. Hver dag kan ikke skinne like mye, og godt er det. Det er jo på den måten vi klarer å sette pris på de dagene alt er så fint, flott og skinnende. Trening blir det nok lite av, men ok, jeg skal innrømme det. Jeg er sliten. Sliten av alt presset, forventningene og skuffelser. Treningen nyter jeg, men det rundt tærer på. Ikke engang superRuth kan være super året rundt. 

Glad i dere som titter innom dette rottehullet av en blogg, jeg lover å la det komme litt lysere innlegg snart. Men noen rosablogger som bare har det syyyyykt bra (lissom) hele tiden, blir jeg nok aldri. 

Kjærleik, med komma og ikke punktum - for den slutter liksom ikke.... Uansett!