Nov 14, 2006 21:50
Listen to me now. I don't know what I can say. I've said it all. I'm in, all in, and you know it.
You only call when you're low. You use and abuse the fact that I still care about you more
than I know what do to about. I can't stand your cold heart. I wish you would just look at
what you do. I can't deal with all of this again, I won't be a pawn and I won't be a toy for you.
Slow dancing in a burning room.
I would die just to get back what I give to you.
Don't you think I oughta know by know, don't you think I should have learned somehow.