Jan 10, 2007 21:50
Wait half a decade and maybe you’ll see: Forgiveness just doesn’t come easy to me.
I’m resolute in my decisions. And overbearing. Imperious. Ridiculous. You’ve given me the prerogative to be that bitch.
The best part is that there’s no need for a smile, or the polite banter, meaningless, that disguises unparalleled hatred
I love how I can be myself with you.
Fuck you, and I mean it from the bottom of my heart.
How many years has it been? Only 4?
I’m a stubborn ass and you’re really not helping
You won’t even get your pinky toe in my door.
Sulk in the corner with you manic depression, your shiny black guitar, your stars.
Call it a factor-but it’s not an excuse.
And I don’t want to go for another quick ride
Where you poke and you prod and derogate from my pride.
Wait half a decade, you still haven’t learned.
The fireman doesn’t use apologies for burns.
Ands if it's true and you mean it,
God forgives you, I promise.
But he's a better guy than I
And I encourage you to hold your breath.