Jun 08, 2006 19:20
you got away.
you got away from me.
but it's okay.
it's alright.
you were a battle i couldn't fight.
you are a war that i can't win.
you're a mystery novel. and i can't read the last page first.
(repeat that shit cause i am uncreative)
you know how you always said that i was such a nice boy.
well i've always fuckin' hated that.
you know how you always thought that i'd be around
when you needed me most.
i guess it looks like you're right...
oh, it's oh so obvious that i'm going nowhere...
and though i am not yet broken, it is fast becoming apparent that i'm falling apart at the seams.
and no i'm not doing it at all gracefully.
(repeat the first again.)