Open
Fast and furious, one week it tookShould have denied myself that second look
But now I know what all it takes
To rid your mind of the mistakes
And now, with what you've asked me to do
I know that I meant shit to you
A long hello, a quick goodbye,
Left without water to wither and die.
The CD skips on #3
How sad and ironic this seems to be
F@$! it, don't fight it, just break it in two
Now that I know what it meant to you
The blood in my fingers is driving the pen
Pouring out feelings kept so deep within
Nothing but melodies run through my head
The music still soothing, but the words are dead.
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