I live to write... and write to live... |
I'm really sad , and freezing cold.
I no longer have you to hold...
I fell for you so fast I didn't realize what I was...
Dreamin' of a place deep in my mind,
where no when can hurt me and everyones kind...
I hold my breath and submerge my head.
The water's like knifes, stabbing every inch of...
Everyone around me's changing,
i feel like i'm slipping away...
Forks, spoons, knives,
Does not matter...
Tears run down your face.
How could this happen to you...
I can't lie anymore
I'm scared as hell...
My life became a disaster
But with three little words...
Maybe one day you'll understand
I gave you my heart...
Men are innate thieves; they have no problem stealing your heart, they simply forgot that they aren’t supposed to break it. |
Don't tell me you're sorry |
So afraid of being alone. |