You break my heart at a party
You let me bike home alone on XTC
You let me bike home with more than I could carry
I was alone in your house for hours
I was crying in your bed, I was crying in your shower
I wanted to go home, but the drugs took all my powers
You don't call or sms to ask if I'm okay
You're only concerned if this won't get in your way
If we can still bump into each other and say hey
There are so many things I forget
But I still remember every fucking word you said
The night before I asked where we were at
You reassured my feelings, took away doubts and concerns too
Four days without me, turned out to be a test for you
Why was I with you this weekend if you knew we were through?
I have more emotions than just lust
I swallowed your cum cause I believed in us
Drop dead, gorgeous!
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
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