all me
my heart is like glass so please don't break it. if its to hard to love me then just give up. cuz if you truly loved me it would be hard. its hard to say your name and the word love in teh same sentence. i studder it. i don't know whether its cuz im glad or if i just hate you. its hard to say i care. its hard to say im sorry. cuz i don't know if i really am. "Let it bleed
Take the red for what it's worth woah
Watch the fire
Fill your lungs with smoke for the last time
If you feel like dying you might wanna sing"
"this posions my intoxication"
"I'll be just fine
Pretending I'm not
I'm far from lonely
And it's all that I've got"
lifes a bitch. im sick of explaining my feelings to you. if you accepted me for who iam you shouldn't question me. and if you do. than FUCK YOU! leave me alone! cuz you don't like it and i don't care all at the same time! haha aint that funny. i thought so. i was laughin when i thought of you the other day. and not in a good way. yes. you make me laugh how judgemental you are. yet some many other judge you! you complain but...what did you just say about me again?...
i don't know if you can hear me or if you're ever there. i don't know if you will listin to a humble prayer. they tell me i am an outcast, i shouldn't speak to you. still i see your face and wonder where you once an outcast too? god help the outcasts, hungry from birth. show them the mercy they don't find here on earth. the lost and forgoten, they look to you still. god help the outcasts, or nobody will. i ask for nothing, i can get by, but i know so many less lucky than i. god help the outcasts the poor and downtrod. i thought we all were the children of god. i don't know if theres a reason why some are blessed some not, why the few you seem to favor, they fear us, flee us, try not to see us. god help the outcasts the tatered the torn, seeking an answer to why they were born. winds of misfortune have blown them a bout. you made the outcasts don't cast them out. the poor and unlucky the weak and the odd. i thought we all were the children of god...
im going to go cry....for you.
Take the red for what it's worth woah
Watch the fire
Fill your lungs with smoke for the last time
If you feel like dying you might wanna sing"
"this posions my intoxication"
"I'll be just fine
Pretending I'm not
I'm far from lonely
And it's all that I've got"
lifes a bitch. im sick of explaining my feelings to you. if you accepted me for who iam you shouldn't question me. and if you do. than FUCK YOU! leave me alone! cuz you don't like it and i don't care all at the same time! haha aint that funny. i thought so. i was laughin when i thought of you the other day. and not in a good way. yes. you make me laugh how judgemental you are. yet some many other judge you! you complain but...what did you just say about me again?...
i don't know if you can hear me or if you're ever there. i don't know if you will listin to a humble prayer. they tell me i am an outcast, i shouldn't speak to you. still i see your face and wonder where you once an outcast too? god help the outcasts, hungry from birth. show them the mercy they don't find here on earth. the lost and forgoten, they look to you still. god help the outcasts, or nobody will. i ask for nothing, i can get by, but i know so many less lucky than i. god help the outcasts the poor and downtrod. i thought we all were the children of god. i don't know if theres a reason why some are blessed some not, why the few you seem to favor, they fear us, flee us, try not to see us. god help the outcasts the tatered the torn, seeking an answer to why they were born. winds of misfortune have blown them a bout. you made the outcasts don't cast them out. the poor and unlucky the weak and the odd. i thought we all were the children of god...
im going to go cry....for you.