You broke me down, tore me apart
You seemed to care, you seemed to want
But now I see all you wanted was fun
I see that you wanted to play me and taut
I won’t have it anymore; I won’t be your toy
I’ve cried enough tears, and shed enough blood
I’m so much more than her that you don’t need
You couldn’t handle me, even if you understood
I cared about you; I want you to be happy
I wanted you to hurt her for all she’s done
I wish I could have been what you wanted
But I’m glad I’m not, now I can have my fun
I’m free of your traps, and now I can see
Even though we were friends, it could never be
A place where my creative waves grow and die. The notebooks i keep, although they aren't always accurate or regular, are recorded here. This is somewhere where i hope i can make it work...
Friday, September 16, 2005
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