Just Another Form Of Suicide

by Jenni Marie   Aug 14, 2008


Here we go again, constantly playing with my mind
Funny how true that proverb is, love sure is blind
Look in my eyes; promise I'm the only one for you
Always believe you, my love you no longer value

Gazing into startling blue eyes, overcome with emotion
Fall for lies every time, even though you leave me broken
Somewhere deep down, know that you're no good for me
Intricately spun lines, always leaving me in endless misery

Today when you held me close, never wanted to let go
Gave you my everything, but still have nothing to show
Soul slowly cracking apart, heart engulfed in flames on fire
Why do I keep falling for the poisoned kisses of a liar?

Know you're content with her, yet still fall into your arms
Every time allow myself to be deceived with snake like charm
Who taught you that playing with someone's heart is cool?
Deep down I'm aware you're just playing us both for fools

Wish I could be stronger; somehow find strength to walk away
Everything you've ever said or done has become borderline cliche
Trying to find the courage to finally stand up be strong and leave
But without you by my side I'm finding it so difficult to breathe

You're of screwing her, while I'm pining over what we had
Slowly drowning in melancholy, does this make you glad?
Know that I'm just as bad as you, always known about her
Yet still fall into your bed, seems my heart isn't playing fair

We can't go on like this forever, someday it has to finally end
Every second gets more difficult pretending we're only friends
This pain is to intense, now my heart is ripping at the seams
Trying to move on but every night you still haunt my dreams

Each and every time we say, "This really is the last time,"
Though think we both know that my heart is no longer mine
You're holding it in ruthless hands unaware I'm dying inside
And now I finally know love is the slowest form of suicide

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