Mar 10, 2005 22:25
The last time
You fall on me for anything you like
Your one last line
You fall on me for anything you like
And years make everything alright
You fall on me for anything you like
And I, no, I don't mind
It's not always good when people are used to you being there.
You know they'll fall back on you, so they do.
It's convenient.
You may even go along with it, thinking "Why not?"
By now, some things are second nature. Habit is hard to break.
Then you realize exactly what you've gotten yourself into
and you think
there's something seriously wrong with me - what the fuck is it, honestly?
This is the thought I got to celebrate my birthday with yesterday.
Cheers, y'all.