December 2011
5 posts
This is war.
Every line is about who I don’t want to write about anymore. I hope you come down with something they can’t diagnose, don’t have a cure for. Holding onto your grudge. Oh, it’s so hard to have someone to love. And keeping quiet is hard. You can’t keep a secret if it never was a secret to start.
At least pretend you didn’t want to get caught.
All this time I was wasting hoping you would come around. I’ve been giving out chances every time and all you do is let me down. And it’s taken me this long, baby, but I’ve figured you out. You’re thinking we’ll be fine again, but not this time around.
Looking so innocent, I might believe you if I didn’t know. Could’ve loved you all my life if you...
