Post by saleen on Apr 28, 2005 20:15:10 GMT -5
if this is your ideal way of having fun
then, by all means, ruin me.
patiently holding back my tears, until you're done.
i'm sorry to say, this isn't where i wanted to be.
asking again, what's the point your trying to prove?
is it only that, all of my words you must disapprove?
another clenched fist, another broken bone
and they all walk by laughing, so i'm all alone.
what a waste of breath my screams are turning out to be
when no one will help, everyone who can hear.
how long until you can say i've endured enough?
Jesus Christ, i'm begging, let this be the last cuff.
once again, it's not and still you won't let me go..
how could this be the only love i'll ever know?
here you've made everything my enemy
while i go sailing back into another wall.
and i can't understand how you find this funny,
kicking me back down, laughing while i fall?
but you must obviously find it somewhat amusing.
when, to me, it's nothing more but confusing.
would it still be funny if i handed you a knife,
only begging you of one thing, please, just take my life.
i have no need of this misery you continually bring.
and a knife to my heart would be nothing more than a simple bee sting.
at least with you showing me i'm worthless
you've only proved that i'll only lose my worth when i'm hitless.
i guess there's only one thing left to say,
i swear the next you hit me i'm leaving that same day.
then, by all means, ruin me.
patiently holding back my tears, until you're done.
i'm sorry to say, this isn't where i wanted to be.
asking again, what's the point your trying to prove?
is it only that, all of my words you must disapprove?
another clenched fist, another broken bone
and they all walk by laughing, so i'm all alone.
what a waste of breath my screams are turning out to be
when no one will help, everyone who can hear.
how long until you can say i've endured enough?
Jesus Christ, i'm begging, let this be the last cuff.
once again, it's not and still you won't let me go..
how could this be the only love i'll ever know?
here you've made everything my enemy
while i go sailing back into another wall.
and i can't understand how you find this funny,
kicking me back down, laughing while i fall?
but you must obviously find it somewhat amusing.
when, to me, it's nothing more but confusing.
would it still be funny if i handed you a knife,
only begging you of one thing, please, just take my life.
i have no need of this misery you continually bring.
and a knife to my heart would be nothing more than a simple bee sting.
at least with you showing me i'm worthless
you've only proved that i'll only lose my worth when i'm hitless.
i guess there's only one thing left to say,
i swear the next you hit me i'm leaving that same day.