never be the same
guh...
the jon i loved is dead.
the jon i loved is dead.
the jon i loved is dead.
the jon i loved is dead.
the jon i loved is dead.
and sadly, the only way ill ever get to see him is in my dreams as corny as it is.
when i remember how much i care about him, .. or how much i love him, everytihng hurts. and then i realise
that he dosnt care, he never cared. he only sees my feelings as an annoyance. he just deletes me whenever he doesnt want me around. he knows how much i would do for him but he doesnt care.
why am i not good enough?
WHY am i not what you want.
i tried so hard to fix everytihng when it should have been you.
it was always me because when you tried you couldnt follow through.
you knew..
i changed myself so much just to be with you. just so youd like me.
YOU DONT KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO CRY EVERYDAY. TO BREAK DOWN EVERY NIGHT. to hate being alive and to think you fucked everything up. BECAUSE OF YOU I FUCKED EVERYTHING UP WITH JAMES. BECAUSE OF YOU. YOU DONT DESERVE ME BUT IM ALWAYS BENDING OVER BACKWARDS FOR YOU. FUCK YOU JON. FUCK YOU.
you think my feelings aeyours to fuck with your wrong. im sorry but thjey arent. theyre mine. my heart may only have feelings for you, but my heart belongs to me. and youll never get it placed in your hands again.
maybe someday ill glue it back together and chuck it into the grave where your real self is.
the real jon, was the jon that "missed us"
but the fake jon, was the jon that made out wtih me, but the real jon was the jon that was holding me and kissed me afterwards. the fake jon was the jon that felt me up, and the real jon was the jon that was shaking that night before newyears when he hugged me. and the fake jon cheated on me, but the real jon cried. the fake jon said "i love you". but the real jon was the jon that wanted to see me but couldnt bear to.
Summer has come and past,
the innocence can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.
Like my fathers come to pass,
seven years has gone so fast.
Wake me up when September ends.
Here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
becoming who we are.
As my memory rests,
but never forgets what I lost.
Wake me up when September ends.
Summer has come and past,
the innocence can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.
Ring out the bells again,
like when we did when Spring began.
Wake me up when September ends.
Here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
becoming who we are.
As my memory rests,
but never forgest what I lost.
Wake me up when September ends.
Summer has come and past,
the innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.
Like my father come to pass,
twenty years has gone so fast.
Wake me up when September ends.
Wake me up when September ends.
Wake me up when september ends.
the jon i loved is dead.
the jon i loved is dead.
the jon i loved is dead.
the jon i loved is dead.
the jon i loved is dead.
and sadly, the only way ill ever get to see him is in my dreams as corny as it is.
when i remember how much i care about him, .. or how much i love him, everytihng hurts. and then i realise
that he dosnt care, he never cared. he only sees my feelings as an annoyance. he just deletes me whenever he doesnt want me around. he knows how much i would do for him but he doesnt care.
why am i not good enough?
WHY am i not what you want.
i tried so hard to fix everytihng when it should have been you.
it was always me because when you tried you couldnt follow through.
you knew..
i changed myself so much just to be with you. just so youd like me.
YOU DONT KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO CRY EVERYDAY. TO BREAK DOWN EVERY NIGHT. to hate being alive and to think you fucked everything up. BECAUSE OF YOU I FUCKED EVERYTHING UP WITH JAMES. BECAUSE OF YOU. YOU DONT DESERVE ME BUT IM ALWAYS BENDING OVER BACKWARDS FOR YOU. FUCK YOU JON. FUCK YOU.
you think my feelings aeyours to fuck with your wrong. im sorry but thjey arent. theyre mine. my heart may only have feelings for you, but my heart belongs to me. and youll never get it placed in your hands again.
maybe someday ill glue it back together and chuck it into the grave where your real self is.
the real jon, was the jon that "missed us"
but the fake jon, was the jon that made out wtih me, but the real jon was the jon that was holding me and kissed me afterwards. the fake jon was the jon that felt me up, and the real jon was the jon that was shaking that night before newyears when he hugged me. and the fake jon cheated on me, but the real jon cried. the fake jon said "i love you". but the real jon was the jon that wanted to see me but couldnt bear to.
Summer has come and past,
the innocence can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.
Like my fathers come to pass,
seven years has gone so fast.
Wake me up when September ends.
Here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
becoming who we are.
As my memory rests,
but never forgets what I lost.
Wake me up when September ends.
Summer has come and past,
the innocence can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.
Ring out the bells again,
like when we did when Spring began.
Wake me up when September ends.
Here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
becoming who we are.
As my memory rests,
but never forgest what I lost.
Wake me up when September ends.
Summer has come and past,
the innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.
Like my father come to pass,
twenty years has gone so fast.
Wake me up when September ends.
Wake me up when September ends.
Wake me up when september ends.