Overdose

by graffiti   Aug 1, 2006


I love the way you wear your hair
the way you dot your i
i love the way you make me feel
the way you make me cry
you make me feel so worthless
make me want to die
you make me want to get some help
make me want to try
all the stories that you told
make me wonder why?
all the memories that we hold
they were just a lie
you made me want to live my life
taught me how to fly
you made me addicted like a drug
only thing that gets me high
i hate the way you wear your hair
the way you dot your i
i hate the way you make me feel
the way you make me cry
i hate everything about you
every last detail
i hate the way i overdose on you
and soon my heart will fail.

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