(no subject)
Is this right?
…Cause it doesn’t feel right.
I speak the words he wants to hear.
Artificial love.
LIES
The words I say spill out of my mouth in hopes that maybe this time if I say the “right” things it’ll last…
Confusing memories that fuck up my will to move on weave in and out of my head.
…Selfish and greedy for love and affection. (that's me)
Will he be the one who gives me his heart?
And what will I do with it?
I look back at this path that has brought me here.
I see fragments of my heart.
Jagged, broken, raped, and left scattered.
Thoughts of being avenged for all those desperate pleas, those lonely nights, that river of endless tears.
As I hold his heart up, my aim is for the gound where my heart was left broken.
…Even the score, take vengeance a voice speaks.
This isn't right.
...THIS ISN'T RIGHT!
I refuse to be the one that does this...
…Cause it doesn’t feel right.
I speak the words he wants to hear.
Artificial love.
LIES
The words I say spill out of my mouth in hopes that maybe this time if I say the “right” things it’ll last…
Confusing memories that fuck up my will to move on weave in and out of my head.
…Selfish and greedy for love and affection. (that's me)
Will he be the one who gives me his heart?
And what will I do with it?
I look back at this path that has brought me here.
I see fragments of my heart.
Jagged, broken, raped, and left scattered.
Thoughts of being avenged for all those desperate pleas, those lonely nights, that river of endless tears.
As I hold his heart up, my aim is for the gound where my heart was left broken.
…Even the score, take vengeance a voice speaks.
This isn't right.
...THIS ISN'T RIGHT!
I refuse to be the one that does this...