Jun 01, 2007 13:13
i don't want to see you until you learn to have patience and control your freakin temper. (like you used to, don't you remember?)
You can walk all over me
you can stand and stare
I still want my fingers in your hair
You can tell your brother that I don't treat you right
You can wish me demons through the night
oh compliment me, baby
oh compliment me, love
You can give my drawings back
say they make you sad
You can run and tell your dad
oh compliment me, baby
oh compliment me, love