Not Me.. It'd Be a Replay

by vanessa   Dec 29, 2004


I finally convinced you to move on,
But i never knew that you would end up on my horizon.

You can't be hurt again.
Not after she ripped your soul and called it even.

For you see, your in for a replay
if you think I'll be there and actually stay.

Let's face it, I'm a screw up
and everything I touch tends to burn up.

So I suggest don't play with fire
Coz i don't think you'd wanna smell like burnt tire.

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