Caroline

Sep 18, 2010 08:24

Fuck this shit
You make me sick
I can count the ways
you made me bleed
made me seethe
fuck what you said
fuck what you feel
fuck the little tear drop
you used to peel
the paint off my walls with your cries of love
BULL SHIT
you never speak what you're thinking of
I can taste the past and how sweet it was
hours in bed, special moments just because
now I watch them melt and come running off the wall
Sit here holding my own hands, waiting for the blade to fall
Wearing my hatred on my sleeve,my face, why should I hide?
It's not that hard to be dead weight when you're decaying inside
Sweet Caroline, I wrote this to you
You've been my guide into this world of black and blue
You took what I made, I gave, I changed just for you
All so you could turn your back, who knew?
And now, watch me fade into the nightmare that I was
It's fucking cold now, left without your
Lust.
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