despite all the things I said
I bite down as I force them down
what's right when every thing's dead?
I write cause my wrongs came round
what I wrote was a joke,
about someone I never found.
but what was meant was nothing
nothing like in this song-
too simple-for words to come full circle
then again something went so wrong
a friend -I'll forever refer to as "that girl"
I never thought it
but we fought about it
why I don't know
maybe one day
we'll both grow!
Till then, now and again
we may surface
just to breathe
and with each breath it's said...
some simply can't give
what some people need.
I thought that this made me feel so right
I thought that thist felt so fucking right
communication, we were so on
come home to find devastation
-yeah she was gone-just gone
a writers words never mean much
unless your talking to the one whose hearts you want to touch
a thousand hands with one voice
our demands still left you a choice
but what you decided-
and the others you confided in
you lied and we died that night
this writers write is aimed at your heart
point blank-no thanks-for ripping me apart
from the beginning to the end and back to the start
one day this pain will stop
I know
I'll thank the cop
Most of these words will soon be absurd
to you and the world
unheard like the ears they just fell on
and you my friend I will forever refer to as "that girl"
who like these words, one day, just gone
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