Dec 02, 2004 20:54
We'd spend this
night together.
We planned on
it, remember?
It's just that when
you don't show up
I give up.
I wasn't good enough.
I wasn't good enough
for you.
I hate what you say
and everything you do.
You doing it on
purpose right?
You've got this way
of ruining my night.
I'm holding all of this
against you, yeah.
I've fallen once more.
It's so true.
I can't take much
more of this.
You're a shooting star
and I refuse to make a wish.
I give up.
I'm not good enough.