Mar 15, 2005 17:53
Not again.
Hard to pretend.
One more time
I try to defend.
Try to mend
the heart you broke,
dearest friend.
You didn’t intend,
but you did extend
the pain of this
until the end.
Because this is the end.
Don’t try to send
me virtual “I care”s
or condescending glares
that seem to declare
that this was an affair.
The heir to this tear.
Sorry, I’ll spare
you the trouble
of one prayer,
‘cause that’s unfair
of me,
of you,
of her.
Of me.
This is where
it all went wrong,
giving me power
to end this sour
“just good friends”
jam
we’re always in.
Happy as a clam
to end this scam.
(Like you'd give a damn)
I can’t pretend
Like it’s not the end.
It’s the end.
The end.
The
End.
^all me.
*Pulls our hair* this is the most frustrating
thing I've ever endured. It's so cliche` too. I mean, pretty girl
trying to win guy over, but guy's already in another relationship,
leads pretty girl on, lets pretty girl down. Ugh...