far too personal...

never forget when she whispered in my ear
my ear... my ear...
i cant believe she goes around
breaking hearts like a lumberjack splitting logs
and i never thought id be just another tree
just another heart you took so freely
never forget when you said to me softly
remember back in our younger days?
once so clear now in a haze
you grew out your hair oh so long, and yea i loved it
...i loved it
ill never forget when you whispered that in my ear
and the smell of your breath with a hint of beer

"Lumberjack splitting logs" is a good image.