Here we are... fighting again
saying things we don't mean...
Why its so hard to get over you?
i didnt know but now i see and i cant stand it...
YOUR SUCH A JERK... YOU LIE TO EVERYONE ABOUT...
YOU CAN LIVE YOUR LIFE TO BE A LIE AND NEVER TELL...
Ill always love you
and the thing is is that i don't know why...
This isn't really a poem
I'm just venting i guess...
Say what you need to say
but im not making no promise to listen...
I tell you that I'm not gonna cry
As tears run down my cheeks...
Holding the gun up to my head...
ready and set to pull the trigger...
I dont wanna feel like you only act like you care.
or you only say you love me, because its three...
What is that i am not doing?
what is that i am...
Im done. |
Behind each scar theres a story. |
He's my morning thought. |