Then tell me, how this makes sense?
Tired of living in the past tense
Sick of climbing this fence
To get to another side
Exhausted from trying to hide
Something in me died
Tell me then, do you feel alone?
Pondering all you’ve shown
A boy suicidal-prone
How does it feel to fill your bed
Do you also fuck with her head?
I wonder how much you’ve said
Tell me then, was everything hollow
It’s a hard pill to swallow
But seeing the path you follow
If it makes it easier for you to run
Imaging me having promiscuous fun
Supposing I’m happy now we’re done
Well, I know you think what you may
Never did listen to what I had to say
Even if I loved you completely every day
This reflection of trailer trash pain
Found my own hell in the rain
Never will understand your disdain
So tell me then, do you feel free?
After saying that all you wanted was me
Only to end up with her immediately
I’m certain if you saw me, I’d be a ghost
Playing a cruel host
To a beast that cannot sleep
No more tears to weep
Doesn’t want to be awake
How much more
Can this beast take?
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