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Feb 07, 2005 16:16

you have been nothing but terrible to me
and i suppose i wanna hurt you
for your uncounscious murder
of a pretty girl in black.
she didnt know what it was
the needed like air
just trying to find her place
in this lonely world
and you shot her down.
me too, and im fine
cause im strong and ill live.
but it makes me want him
that you choose to be moody.
and i cant help but seek the things
my hands never reach,
things my heart doesnt want,
but my body always seeks.
and i want him all the more
watching him walk out the door
and leaving you standing
open wide,
your sleeve burdened with a heart,
barely beating, not alive.
and you can protest all you want
my inhibitions are lowered now
and you cant lie
you know you like a fight so lets go.
pretty lady
i can hurt you.
we're two of a kind,
thinking we rule the world.
so lets paint each others toes
an ominious shade of noir
black and blue to match the bruises
weve aquired thus far.
we could fight until we're blue
why bother if im already green?
i can have him and i will
dont you see?
its all a game, and im a winner
through and through.
i wont lose a war im winning
you can bet the horse on that
pretty lady.
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