You walk in the room,
with those blood-shot eyes.
You lay back and relax,
Ignoring my cries.
Cross your arms-
and prop up your feet.
Lean up to smoke-
and fall out of your seat.
I try really hard,
to not call you names.
But looking at your eyes...
makes me go insane.
I want to scream,
and kick your ass!
But i love you,
and want us to last.
I try to ignore it.
To forget that i care.
But the tears still form,
as you just sit there.
You know how it hurts me.
Its always in my eyes.
Ive asked you to stop-
but you wont even try.
This is how you love me.
And its exactly how ill die.
Looking up at your face,
into your blood-shot eyes. |