Sunday, September 13, 2009

i promise this isn't for you,

i really want you gone, i want to move on
i can't believe this is happening i thought we were done,
but once again inside your web you've got me spun
i want you out of my mind,
cause right about now my thoughts of you are pretty unkind
i find it sick that these little mental games amuse you,
i feel stuck, i wanna throw up, knowing what you say will never be true
i can't understand how i always end up going back,
....



fuck i can't finish this right now, my mind is going going gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooneee







after we got off the phone, i got pretty down,
 right about now i got myself a permanent frown
i'm not gonna lie, you made liquid run down my face
therefore you did make me cry

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