depression
no no no, it ain't me babe, it ain't me you're looking for.
I've been talking to garret everyday on msn, I'm not sure if it hurts more than it helps, but I've been known to throw myself into things that are detrimental to my health because obviously I don't give a fuck about myself anymore.
I feel like a big fat fake. I keep lying to everybody around me, saying "this is the last time", I'll get it right tommorow. Tommorow I'll pick up that math book and do the work required to get into school again, or tommorow I'll clean my things and pack my bags and get ready to move to my uncles house. Tommorow is the day I stop being a cranky crappy bitch and taking pills by the handful.
Tommorow tommorow tommorow.
Why do men get away with so much though? Johnny cash walked into a cave to die, he'd been high on amphetamines for three days and he was wandering through this fucking tomb until he passed out to the ground, and then all of a sudden it hit him KABAM Its not my time to die yet, and when he came out of the cave June Carter and his mother we're waiting to take him home with open arms.
you went out with your best sweater on with every intention of dancing till dawn but when the dj played that song, it all went wrong crying in the cabride home with frank sinatra on the radio but it might as well have been lil kim when every song you hear still reminds you of him and you'll say that it's no big deal but it's the shake in your voice that gives it away, how you feel and you couldn't slam the door any faster
I've been talking to garret everyday on msn, I'm not sure if it hurts more than it helps, but I've been known to throw myself into things that are detrimental to my health because obviously I don't give a fuck about myself anymore.
I feel like a big fat fake. I keep lying to everybody around me, saying "this is the last time", I'll get it right tommorow. Tommorow I'll pick up that math book and do the work required to get into school again, or tommorow I'll clean my things and pack my bags and get ready to move to my uncles house. Tommorow is the day I stop being a cranky crappy bitch and taking pills by the handful.
Tommorow tommorow tommorow.
Why do men get away with so much though? Johnny cash walked into a cave to die, he'd been high on amphetamines for three days and he was wandering through this fucking tomb until he passed out to the ground, and then all of a sudden it hit him KABAM Its not my time to die yet, and when he came out of the cave June Carter and his mother we're waiting to take him home with open arms.
you went out with your best sweater on with every intention of dancing till dawn but when the dj played that song, it all went wrong crying in the cabride home with frank sinatra on the radio but it might as well have been lil kim when every song you hear still reminds you of him and you'll say that it's no big deal but it's the shake in your voice that gives it away, how you feel and you couldn't slam the door any faster