i know how she thinks.
she thinks i\'m stupid.
she thinks i\'m lower than her.
well... SHE\'S quite the idiot.
she cries way too much,
and expects even more.
i can read her like a comic book.
but putting up with her is like a chore.
and when she realizes whats going on
she starts to cry again, its annoying...
and she expects straightforward answers...
answers for her foolish imaginary fling.
she will stare me down with a fake smile
and i will lie to her with my own fake words.
she deserves no truth from me.
and she\'s only bound to get herself hurt.
and when she turns to me again
i will only turn and walk away, smiling.
she was bound for this from the beginning.
i\'m not to blame, its her stupid thinking.
he has another, she\'s quite aware of it.
she cries when he leaves for the phone call.
so why the fuck does she still hope?!
no one will catch her, when she falls...
i will stand at a distance and watch
i will not pity her. i will not help her.
but i will stare at her, and i will laugh.
it will make that anger in her burn.
...but only if she has it