You don't know it, but your eyes are speaking it's own language.
You don't get it, but I have to move on, I have to forget you after you leave.
I just want the cold fu**ing truth, spoken from the lips of you.
I don't want any bulls*it, I don't want you to tell me what to believe.
How can you think that I ever intended to wait for you right here.
you surely don't love me, and I don't read it on the back of your shirt.
I don't know my feelings at all, yesterday I could die to know how much I could love you.
But now I'm not sure of anything and you've thrown all the wonderful memories in the dirt.
You don't want to hold my hand,
You would never die for me.
you don't want to just warm me in your arms,
love makes you blind, but he could see.
