...hands are tied/ my body bruised/ she's got me with/ nothing to win and/ nothing left to lose/ and you give yourself away/ and you give yourself away....
Every so often, a day rubs me raw, takes a hot wet hook and drags my heart out all over the front of my shirt, which is why I don't wear white.
On these days, I'm grateful for things such as this,
which are testament to too much free time.
What watching (and sharing) this tribute to geekhood says about me is perhaps better left unexamined.
(With Or Without You; U2)