Jan 30, 2005 23:46
whenever the moon sits up high and this loaded message is
ready to be aimed and shot at the next unsuspecting victim
i know that you contemplate murder by words, and
when the time has come, my cover will never be blown
so you formulated the attack into three simple steps
step one: lie to the ones who love you the most
step two: ask no-one about the life that you used to have
step three: rinse and repeat the past as it will occur again
im dreading the future for the uncertianty is killing me
id hate to find out that life isnt as blessed as we find
we'll go around in circles looking for the loopholes
only to figure out that this is a neverending race in my mind
when will you learn that we only think this way because
there is a forced mentality that you shouldnt begin to
unleash and reveal to everyone before you have had the chance
to change your ways and become one with yourself
im so tired of never getting what i think i deserve
you say time is stalling, i say that time is killing
we want this to progress but we arent any better than the rest
the can of hopes is empty, while this can of disaster is overfilling
when will you come back to me with an open heart to my needs
i never meant to say what i mean, but it happens to the worst of us.
all knowing, accidental jesus, a martyr for the ones who cant
ive figured out that heartbreak will always be love's worst chaser