Song Lyric Sunday – Stupid Boy by Keith Urban

I almost missed SLS again! Sheesh, I’m struggling lately! At least I made it one time, I suppose. The crazy thing is that I thought of this song right away when I posted the them yesterday, but I didn’t take the time to create the post. I suppose that’ll teach me to get it done all at once.

I always seem to caveat Country music. As I’ve said many times, I’m not a huge fan, but I do have some songs that I still love from back when I listened to it. Keith Urban is pretty hit and miss for me, but I do love this song.

I hope you’ve all had a great Sunday!

I also hope you enjoy!

 

Well she was precious, like a flower
She grew wild, wild but innocent
A perfect prayer in a desperate hour
She was everything beautiful and different
Stupid boy, you can’t fence that in
Stupid boy, it’s like holdin’ back the wind
She laid her heart and soul right in your hands
And you stole her every dream, and you crushed her plans
She never even knew she had a choice
And that’s what happens when the only voice she hears is telling her she can’t
Stupid boy
Stupid boy
So, what made you think you could take a life
And just push it, push it around
I guess to build yourself up so high
You had to take her and break her down
Well
She laid her heart and soul right in your hands
And you stole her every dream, and you crushed her plans
She never even knew she had a choice
And that’s what happens when the only voice she hears is telling her she can’t
You stupid boy
You always had to be right
And now you lost the only thing that ever made you feel alive, oh ho
Yeah, yeah
She laid her heart and soul right in your hands, yeah
And you stole her every dream and you crushed her plans, yes you did
She never even knew she had a choice
And that’s what happens when the only voice she hears is telling her she can’t
You stupid boy
Oh, I’m the same old, same old stupid boy
It took a while for her to figure out she could run
But when she did, she was long gone, long gone
Songwriters: David Allen Berg / Sarah Buxton / Nancy Bryant
Stupid Boy lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, Spirit Music Group, BMG Rights Management

The Song Lyric Sunday theme for this week was boys.  Please feel free to click the link, read the rules and post one of your own.

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#MarquessaChallenge – The Other

I stare at myself in the mirror. It confirms what I already know. I look like shit. Not enough sleep last night. I should have ignored his text.

I turn on the faucet and lean down to splash water on my face. It doesn’t help.

I look back in the mirror and my breath catches in my throat.

“Miss me?” The face in the mirror smiles back at me.

“What do you want?” I grab a towel and start drying off my face.

“I thought we’d decided you weren’t going to see him again.”

Rolling my eyes, I throw the towel in the sink. Having my mistakes thrown in my face isn’t helpful. “We did, but…”

“What sob story did he tell you this time?”

I keep silent because I know it doesn’t matter.

“Cat got your tongue?”

More silence.

“He’s no good and the sooner you realize that you deserve better, the happier we’ll both be.”

“Look, I don’t need a lecture from you. Besides, if you hate it so much, why didn’t you show up last night?”

As I stare at the face in the mirror, it slowly disappears.

**

The closer I get to his door, the more my feet drag. It’s a mistake. It always is, but somehow I can’t stop myself and before I know it, I’m ringing the doorbell.

He answers on the second ring, and he’s just as glorious as he always is. His lazy smile makes my heart thud. “Thanks for coming. I knew I could count on you.”

“I really can’t stay. You said it was important?”

Just as the words leave my mouth, he grabs me and pulls me close. Before I can say another word, he is kissing me and his hands are everywhere. As always, I melt and we stumble into his apartment. He slams the door with one hand, while the other starts to unbutton my shirt.

Is this really what I want? I pull back to stare at him, but he doesn’t miss a beat.

“I missed you.”

It has the effect I’m sure he was looking for. I start to lean back in, but another, louder voice in my head starts to scream and suddenly the world turns upside down. My ears start ringing and I’m falling into darkness.

When I open my eyes, I see the face from the mirror hovering over me.

“He isn’t good for us! It’s time someone took care of this, since you seem to be so inept!”

I can’t seem to speak or think so I cower in the darkness. Through a tiny pin-hole in front of me, I watch as she slaps him in the face and walks out.


#fictionfriday is brought to us by Simply Marquessa. Today’s lyric prompt is: “Don’t pick up the phone. You know that he’s only calling because he’s drunk and alone.”

I’m pretty late in posting this, but I’ve been struggling with some health issues this week. Normally, when I’m struggling this much, I just skip the challenge, but I’d already thought of the idea, I just had to write it out. This time, I’m happy I did. Thanks for the inspiration, Marquessa!