Yet another song...Though I doubt you'll like this one.
I hate that you don't get that this won't be alright
Don't write me and pretend that tomorrow it'll be ok
Let's just be honest and say this isn't working
Let's just be honest it's all gone downhill
Lyrics on paper are now all that makes sense
While to write down you and I might be too hard
Come to think of it, it'd be a waste of time
Take off that mask, I see right through it
I scream to you that I don't know what I want anymore
And you whisper into the heartless night that it kills you
But someway or another I'll fall to deeply into this
I'd rather get out now while I feel there's still time
I DON'T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH THIS FUCKIN KILLS ME
To know that going home last night would mean good bye
Because it's evident to me now what you really want
BEING A PUSHOVER IS YOUR COMFORT ZONE
I don't care how they feel when I know in my head
That they sit at night thinking of ways to make me the bad guy
and this IS your fault you fell for their tricks
Don't you see the people you're trying to save, are the same ones who tore us apart?
I scream to you that I don't know what I want anymore
And you whisper into the heartless night that it kills you
But someway or another I'll fall to deeply into this
I'd rather get out now while I feel there's still time
Yet another song, once again rate it and tell me what you like/dislike, I'd be appreciative.
Don't write me and pretend that tomorrow it'll be ok
Let's just be honest and say this isn't working
Let's just be honest it's all gone downhill
Lyrics on paper are now all that makes sense
While to write down you and I might be too hard
Come to think of it, it'd be a waste of time
Take off that mask, I see right through it
I scream to you that I don't know what I want anymore
And you whisper into the heartless night that it kills you
But someway or another I'll fall to deeply into this
I'd rather get out now while I feel there's still time
I DON'T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH THIS FUCKIN KILLS ME
To know that going home last night would mean good bye
Because it's evident to me now what you really want
BEING A PUSHOVER IS YOUR COMFORT ZONE
I don't care how they feel when I know in my head
That they sit at night thinking of ways to make me the bad guy
and this IS your fault you fell for their tricks
Don't you see the people you're trying to save, are the same ones who tore us apart?
I scream to you that I don't know what I want anymore
And you whisper into the heartless night that it kills you
But someway or another I'll fall to deeply into this
I'd rather get out now while I feel there's still time
Yet another song, once again rate it and tell me what you like/dislike, I'd be appreciative.