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(Come here, spare the end)
(Don't wanna talk in metaphors)
(Your new hole is my head)
Girl why you hate yourself so much that you wanna fuckin' die
I done seen you cut yourself too many times to fucking cry
And I held her there and told her she was mine
But I'd never feel the healin' she was feelin' on that night
I'm a liar and an asshole, still never been a cheat
But I'll steal her broken heart just to get her on her feet
And I'll feel the guilt consume me, 'til I'm hangin' by my neck
Maybe if she fuckin' hates me she won't feel so fucking sad
Baby tell me why you use me?
To occupy your time?
Always playin' with my heart I didn't know your strings were tied
Maybe you feelin' bored or just horny for the summer
But I'm not some fuckin' whore bitch don't text me any longer
Had a girl who was touched and groped by her dad
And I watched her cry the night she left it had me goin' mad
I was downing out for weeks
She left me over nothing, she claimed she still loved me
That she needed me to hug me
I threw it all away, the promise that I made
Just incase she'd call me when her dad was gone or asleep
Said she got another man, but she wanted to be friends
I told that bitch"I fucking hate the way our shit still fucking stands"
Dancing in the moonlight, holding shadows of my sorrow
I was never here today, she'll want me gone by tomorrow
Take your hand and feel the sway, of a love I'll never keep
Of feelings that I'm faking 'cause you need 'em more than me
When the moonlight hits her hair
I realize I've been cursed
I realize that I'm dumb, that I'm only hurting her
If I ever really cared, I'd never would pretend
I'd never let it go past the title of a friend, so
I'm dancing in the moonlight, alone with loneliness
'Cause her touch of selfishness is the only one I seem to give
The only thing for me to eat when nothing tastes correct
Is the flavor filling emptiness my rotting tends to give
I build up the bridge of trust and of love
I burn it down myself so I'll never feel the touch
Of love or anything, that helps me believe
I'll ever get better, maybe that's it for me
(I-fou-found no one)
(It matters not)



Авторы: Saturn Coles


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