May 04, 2006 15:40
But now we speak with ruined tongues
And the words we say aren’t meant for anyone
It’s just a mumbled sentence to a passing acquaintance
But there was once you
You said you hate my suffering
And you understood
And you’d take care of me
You'd always be there
Well where are you now?
I don't understand how something can hurt so bad against your will and better judgement.
Empty promises and full regrets.