I didn't have to wait ,
until Monday morning ..
to find out what you have done!
This is why i hate myself,
because I'm in love with the lips that kissed the world
and i'll never feel the same again...
This night is long.
and every thought in my head is a live grenade.
Self-pity never got anywhere but
I can't help but to cry in my own drink.
Was this loaded gun not enough to keep you here?
Honesty as a dress doesn't fit you..
I hope wherever you are with whoever you are with,
you remember me each time it starts to pour.
No Sleep tonight,
I won't sleep tonight.
I'm tired of pouring my eyes out.
I'm tired of pouring my eyes out.
Why must I invest in dotted lines .
..Going nowhere .
Pretending is getting old,
I couldn't have this,
any better way.
well was it me or was it you?
but the question still lingers ,
I know it's to late.
seasons come and go i'll be the first one to admit it.
Honesty as a dress doesn't fit you..
I hope wherever you are with whoever you are with,
you remember me each time it starts to pour.
Because i sure will,
I know it all.
I looked inside your heart,
I know its not me,
it hasn't stopped raining inside of my head..
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