May 09, 2004 13:35
My new bedroom
has iron bars for walls
It's ironic
emotions made me famous
'Cuz I'm pretty sure no one cared
When I was in love
and no one gave a damn
when that love turned to dust
No one seemed to notice
that I cried all night.
It's easy to say
that I'm feeling alright
But sorrow slipped away
and was suddenly replaced
by a new expression
a new emotion on my face
It's something they called fury
it's something I call hate
I call it indignance
but they just call it rage
But a rose by any other name
can still make you bleed
So I choked that little bastard
and put him down on his knees
She begged for forgiveness
when his body hit the floor
but I still pulled the trigger
on the girl that I adore
I drove down to the station
and turned myself in
because life just ain't worth livin'
without my two best friends
So I sit here in this cage
and sing the story to you
Still not feeling sorry
but regretting that it's true
If I could take it back
I'd have never fall'n in love
in fact, I would have shot myself
before I ever learned to walk