| looks like I've fucked up again what's new
I am always getting out of hand though in control sometimes just don't give a shit
I get raw have fun I love it so sick of sayin' sorry
those apologies have got to go
but I don't intend to create a pain in your heart I am a pain in the ass
cause that's what I am about day by day
I can see a change in every way some things get worse some things get better
I hate to say those blatant lies are now a part of my past
I hope I don't get confronted abusing others' minds through control
I don't want it to last so here I go
I am on my way
I am leaving for good
I pray that you forgive me for all of the harm that
I caused cause we were friends and we had some great times and that's why
I am just fine cause that's the way it is I hate to say
but I've declined all your ways
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| I knew it was all coming
I'd expected it for weeks
but the shock of your departure
reminds me that my heart still bleeds.
I know that you're coming back
but it won't be soon enough
I'll never forget your gentle touch
or those moments when you got too rough.
I can't forget the look in your eyes
when you didn't know why I was crying
you didn't know that I had to go
inside I felt like dying.
You tried to brush away my tears
to let me know everything was OK
but you had no idea
that you were about to go away.
I wish you could've stayed
even though I knew you couldn't
I want to steal you back
but I know that I shouldn't.
Everything fell apart
the moment you left my side
my heart broke into a million peices
as I fled and tried to hide.
I'll never forget you calling after me
you didn't even know why
I want to tell you I still love you
and for you there were a thousand tears I cried.
You've always been my partner,
my big brother, my best friend,
all the time we had together
had to come to an end.
After all of our memories
and valuable time
it hurts to think about you
because I didn't want to say good-bye |
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| Alone I sit
in this room again
Depressing thoughts stuck in my head
The object I hold in my hand
is something I would consider a friend
It's always there, within my reach
Whether I'm feeling sad or angry, it's what I need
So small, so sharp, the color of a pin
it races back and forth upon my skin
Takes away what I feel inside
and even the tears that show on the outside
Day after day this is what I do
Just so I can put that fake smile on my face for you
After all these months my body feels as I had faded,
but the scars on my skin show that I have been razorbladed |
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| things get blown out of proportion and they are gay |
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| complain much? when is it my turn? |
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