I have this sort of karma, i guess you can say, that attracts guys that just don’t give a shit and knowing this I still get mad. I’m just stupid. ohh well.
Ladies and gentlefucks, I have fucked myself over with hoping for something unreal once again. Fuck you very much.
Your breathing shortens,
As you cling on closer.
The look in your eyes,
They beg for love.
You say the things I want to hear
but in the end i know its lust.
Lost from the pain and sadness,
that she left you feeling.
You feel an escape when you’re away but I know its what haunts you when you lie awake thinking.
When I look at you while your mind wanders, I see that all you really want is love.
You just crave the feeling of belonging to one’s life.
To have someone to cherish as
they would cherish you.
You search for the perfect one,
but imperfect is what you need.
But you’ll stick around with my lust,
while I’ll also be searching for someone to love me.
You kill me nowadays.
That’s how I know you’re starting
to matter to much.
Taking steps back & catching myself
before i fall for someone who won’t
be there in the end, again.
Save your act for someone else,
My feelings aren’t there to fuck with.
I’m not going through it anymore.
Your smile makes the stone wall around my heart crack little by little with every breathe you take from me.
You use me, for your selfish desires.
You’re just so fucking pathetic.
You “care” yet you don’t do anything to prove yourself.
I just want to be happy with someone else other than you.
And from now on that’s what I’ll do.