Saturday, June 13, 2009

Don't call me.

Drink up handsome,
I've spiked your cup with angst, and a heart attack.
I've got so much trapped and it's all because of you.
So I figured you might like some back.
And when I see him I'll tell him whats been on my mind.
All these sleepless nights.
He'll recite his excuses,
Like he does all the time.
Can't live my life,
Knowing you'll be in her arms each time I blink my eyes.
Know what goes on behind my back every night,
Afraid I'll never leave, afraid I'll never know whats good for me.
And now you say that, you say you love me.
Well I may have your heart, but she has your body.
And now you swear that you're being honest,
But you're not honest, you never could be.

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