Aug 31, 2005 00:09
the last time that i left you, i swore it was the last time
i'd tell you what this meant to me, but its back again
i don't know what to do; you painted me into a corner
and i'm sick of dealing with you
if its not yours, it's worthless
if you can't see it, it's not there
you don't know how to earn anything
and i don't think that you care
i'm holding back with every ounce of control that i have
it's going to take more, more than i want to give
but i'll do it ! because there's an example to be made
and someone has to be, to be the better man
if its not yours, it's worthless
if it takes work, why try
you don't know how to earn something
your foundation is a lie
i'm not afraid to listen to someone i respect
you might learn something if you learn to reflect
we all need help at times
i'll lend a hand before a fist
letting anger control you
another point you've missed