I'm tired.
I'm worn.
Finished with this life.
Honey coated lies slip from you tongue so naturally.
I have holes in my heart to prove it.
Every letter wedged it's way in, only to tear and break.
It's meaning was unclear until the pain came in a wave.
Our furious screams echoed in the abandoned street.
No amount of apologizing is going to reverse our haunting history.
I cannot find any pain in your familiar pale blue eyes,
nor anger or flame.
It hits like a brick of the toughest concert,
I'm the only one loosing this love.
You never felt it in the first place.
All those girls dance to your games,
Playing along without realizing
there nothing but a pone in your master strategy.
Every smile, every look just a plan to get them hooked.
You don't escape without missing a piece of yourself.
So if you ever seen that man with the pale blue eyes,
never trust him because he only speaks lies.
