I'm cursed. That's the only way to explain all of this mess. Your innocent, blind eyes look at me as one who is blessed, but you are so wrong. Call me a name, but why does it have to be a good one? I'm the 1 in 10,000 sweety, darling, poison, your favourite drug, oxygen. Compliments cut me to the bone, tearing my every limb from limb. Soon I'll be no more.
Lets start up some drama. Good old he said she said bullshit runaround. The same thing we hear ever single day. And you'll buy every single word. Where's that confidence? Hate me when I'm beautiful, and even more when I'm a fool. I guess loyalty doesn't work both ways anymore. [******** IT! How many times can I scream the words before they mean nothing.
Killing me to be so cold. Gotta keep up the front. I said I'd break for no one, so why is this so hard? I want more, I want a happy ending... but this is anything but a fairy tale for me. And there's always someone on my fragile mind.
Do yo know what its like, to be on the recieving end? Spill your guts, confess your every sin. I'll take it all. Every single word. Add weight to my already burdened shoulders as I carry on with a fake smile and bloodsoaked hands.
Why is it that every time I open a coke
at night I go to bed after only one sip?
What a waste...
at night I go to bed after only one sip?
What a waste...
You're gunna owe me $4.72 before we're done. Just wait and see.
They all hate me in the end.
