Tuesday, August 25, 2009

as i lie awake in bed thinking of you,
and all the things you've done
to make me not trust you.
if i could do it all again
well i would go back
and trust my gut instincts
and send you packing.

because this gypsy bitch as had your shit,
i quit.
just stepped out of the nouse
so my skrews are loose a bit.
but i can still call a spade a spade
and black is black
and i love you dear,
but i love me more than that.

i watch you sleeping there oh so silently
silent when i ask you if you still love me.
but i'm a slave to all your ways
when you feel just right,
but it's a rollercoaster ride i'm sick of
hanging on with all my might.

because this gypsy bitch as had your shit,
i quit.
just stepped out of the nouse
and my skrews are loose a bit.
but i can still call a spade a spade
and black is black
and i love you dear,
but i love me more than that.

when you wander about, i wonder what you do
it's like having a fever, i just can't break through
you bit me in the heart and i can't see the sun
cause even though i love you,
you love everyone.

when you go out at night or go with your friends
not answering your phone, acting single again.
try not to hit your head when you take the fall,
how does it feel to call me up
and i won't answer it at all.




Devil Doll... you are my savior. xoxo

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