Mar 15, 2005 11:11
you've grown rather tired of this
well i've always been tired of everything
yes i've lied to you before
but you are always better than you choose
don't you ruin that dress dear
don't you lie down in the sands
you can't hide when we're the ones leaving you behind
you hold a great hand of cards in your hand
its a mirage filled with rainbows and candy
selfishness is the word i pick tonight
to describe only you [and]
selfishness is the word only you cannot
comprehend. comprehend this:
you went wrong somewhere. a wrong turn,
a bad road. somehow it all became better
than the ones who knew you before you were anything