Jun 01, 2005 12:49
Funny, I was speaking your praise no more than an hour ago.
Funny, I was telling the story of how I hate myself for that decision I made without thinking so many months ago.
Strange, I even spoke of how you held your head high and walked away, no retaliation, not so much as a word.
I respected you then.
Things change...
I wonder why you assume that I havent?
And why you think you know so much about me now?
You throw out words that discredit
And easy-label yourself the hypocrite.
Keep talking about the things you dont know about
Makes you seem brilliant.
I wonder how easy the words will spill from you and your empty shell if god forbid you ever have to fight the things that I do.
Real meaning wont ever be seen by those who havent the capacity to understand.
I dont read the reviews, I am not singing for you.