Sunday, July 22, 2007

Through Her Eyes

I cry, I lie, I call you names
With your mind I play games
I fuck you up anyway I can
I make you less of a man

You really bore me to tears
I like men in advanced years
You look nothing like James Dean
With you I’m ashamed to be seen

I cheated on you hundreds of times
With men I’d gladly call mine
I blamed you for everything wrong
I tortured you, dragged you along

I like you but forgive me
Forgive me if i leave
This relationship as a winner
Tonight, we’ll have our last dinner

We made history with our love story
You made me pure, you were my cure
Still I fucked you up, I drank your cup
Now I leave you to rot and kiss you I will not

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