| What Is The Truth You cant tell the truth from your lies you lie to me & you lie to yourself your thoughts are so petty, you never rise above the lie, and you make me want to die... want to screem out loud, how did I get so low? I should have let you go... far away there was a day, I should have walked away~ your so pathetic and you make me so sick... (your like a bad habit that I really need to kick) I took all your lies and I stood by them, for a long time I belived them... and why oh why did I? It makes me sick just to think of all the years I threw away, while you played the game away... Want to kill you, want you dead... but really, I want to hurt you, like you hurt me ~ I want to see the pain in your face, I want to here you ask me why? But alass the years pass, Ive got no time for you, I pitty you, you sick bastard your so fucked up in the head that your allready dead~ You cant live life cus' your nothing but a lie... I dont want your illness so get off me ~ go away ~ There is no "other day" Not a chance in this life or the next with you, I am through~ Move along ~ take a hike, Dont get in my path ~ I choose to move on cus' your not worth my time or hate, your NOT my fate! The weakness you think you see is my strength, make no mistake~! You may have "chased" me away for a bit but I am fully back now.... And I remember me, I remember me before you... I am strong, I am better than you, no matter what you do~ I choose to move on ~ The weakness you thought you saw in me was you own undoing, the girl you had was the girl that thought she knew you, now the girl that you see is all just me, and I dont know you, not at all... I dont want you, I dont like you, I dont give a dam about your life, and Ill never be your wife... ~ Rain © cls |