...but there's room for two
everyday is the same old shit
i wake up with what feels like a hangover
though im as sober as can be
i wear what i want
theres no one to impress anymore.
dont blame it all on me,
its you i envy, lovely.
everyday school is hell
i walk down with what feels like a slump
though i walk with an unconfident strut.
i hold my head down
my chucks are more interesting than whats in front of me.
dont blame it all on me,
its you i envy, lovely.
everyday i never want to wake up
i sleep through the day so i witness less drama
though its the monkey on my back.
i cant tell you why i did it
the truth hurts worse than anything else.
dont blame it all on me,
its you i envy, lovely.
i breakdown just to see the tape lose its stick.
i cause scenes just to give the crowd what they want
i promise what i dont give because its not like i get
...
yet i lie to you just to hurt you more than its hurting me...
i'm just a balloon ready to pop.
here it is... im gonna say it...
pray he doesnt read this blog anymore.
i broke his heart before he broke mine.
i know the boys games.
i broke his heart because im in no condition to make decisions for myself.
i broke his heart because parents control lives.
i broke his heart because they told me so.
i broke it...but they broke mine.
he just made it harder to put back together.
.six feet under the stars.
what the fuck am i supposed to do?!
why do i want him back so badly...
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