Jun 13, 2004 19:31
I want to tell you something,
every time you break my kneecaps,
I’m bending down for you,
I’m kneeling down, and worshipping you.
I’m holding your hand, while your away,
while you’re corruptive,
with your eyes, that are the same,
and with your jeans that are fucking frayed.
I went away, but my body is not safe now.
I went away but my mind is not okay.
I went...
And then you followed,
i knew about your little car.
And the beep beep beep of the little red horn,
how it stole my road.
I want to be away.
So go away.