Jul 20, 2004 12:56
We are all lovers and takers,
breaking hearts to make the papers..
She wants love, I told her to stop trying..
'Cause the reasons for her tears
aren't worth crying..
Like, 400 realizations just hit me all at once.
And for some fucked up reason, I'm okay with them.
..I think..
Maybe not.
I want out.
Oh dear God, I don't feel alive.