Love this song...
Now we’re broken on the floor
She just wants me to share her
It hasn’t been this way before
She just wants me to dare her
The phone rings
And she screams
Stab my back
It’s better when I bleed for you
Walk on me
It never was enough to do
I can't get past her
Falling faster
It's true
It hasn’t done a lot for you
And every time he held you close
Yeah, were you thinking of me
When I needed you the most
Well I hope that you’re happy
The phone rings
And she screams
Stab my back
It’s better when I bleed for you
Walk on me
It never was enough to do
I can't get past her
Falling faster
It's true
It’s better when I bleed for you
I hope that love he gave you
Was just enough to save you
You nearly broke my heart
Just look at what you’re tearing apart
Stab my back
It’s better when I bleed for you
Walk on me
It never was enough to do
I can't get past her
Falling faster
It's true
It hasn’t done a lot for you
It’s better when I bleed for you
It never was enough to do
It hasn’t done a lot for….
Yeah, these past few days have been interesting. Spent 2 days with Cade. Things couldn't have been going better or worse. We finally decided we were broke up and everything, but he wants me to still stay with him and when he gets his own apartment, he wants me to stay with him then also. I don't know about him. He bitched at me for an hour about me talking to Coyie. I understand that that's his cousin, and it's be kinda wrong, but I was with Coyie before Cade, and I like him a million times better... I've decided that if I do end up really, really being with Coyie, I'm gonna have to get an EPO on Cade so he doesn't do anything stupid, because he will. He's an asshat like that.
Saw my parents today. Still no money. Mom offered to give Marilynn $100 next month for 5 Loritabs today. That's only $30... she's such a damn fiend she'll sell her own fucking soul if someone'd buy it. Dad pulled out a big 'ol wad of money but somehow I'm just invisible to them. I cried. That hurt my feelings real, real bad. They make me feel like they don't care about me anymore. $1000 says that if I was lying in a hospital room dying, they'd bitch about it being too far of a drive from Lexington, but if someone called and said they had a pill, they'd break their necks trying to get here. They fucking make me sick to my goddamm stomach. I hate them sometimes. I really do.