Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Nothing Personal


Drunk again and,
when the morning comes,
I don’t wanna remember this night.
The hardest thing,
I’ll ever have to do,
is let go of this fight.
I heard you were OK,
living your life comfortably.
Do you ever look back,
at all the shit you took from me?
Chorus:
Well fuck you for,
lying to me.
I guess I don’t need,
your stability.
I’ve gotta hand it to you,
never been fucked over like this before.
And now I count the days til,
I can settle the score.
End Chorus:
It’s just a wasted night,
spent staring at the ceiling.
Not quite sure what to think,
or even what I’m feeling.
So I lay here,
lost inside my head.
My stomach starts to ache,
from all the bullshit I’ve been fed.
Chorus 1x:
Another night,
spent holding onto you.
I’ll savor every moment,
cuz it’ll be our last.
How the hell did we get here?
Maybe we just moved too fast.
So now you know the pain,
of a broken heart.
Rest assured that I feel the same,
whenever we’re apart.
Chorus 1x: End

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