Looking glass

by Trisha Brooks   Apr 15, 2005


All I am is your looking glass
ready to break
all you do is hurt
all you do is take
so tell me what part of this is fair
the part were you don't listen
or the part where you don't care
please you tell me
cuz it doesn't matter all you are is
my everything
so stop with excuse
it's really no use
all your lies
in this disguise
aren't getting very far
why must u be my shooting star
i hate that i love you
I really do
i try
i cry
i just want to forget
is that such a crime
why can't you just be mine
i want to leave
i hate me

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