My own fault

by UnhealthyExpectations   Dec 29, 2006


I stare into your eyes they deceive me
I hear your whispers they lie to me

You gentle touch now cold
Your heart a new mould

A perfect new girl
The thought makes me hurl

I don't wanna look
I don't wanna hear

But i said we'd be friends
I made my own bed so here i now lie

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