A bleeding heart and a notebook, doesnt make you the next big thing dear.
And all the tales that help you get by wont help you get out of here
I thought that I saw, some type of potential in you.
But its this stubborness that I cant stand in you
and I tried.
Believe me
But lifes,
not easy
and I have to say.
You get too hung up on words.
You dont even know what youre fighting for.
You take everything to heart.
Words will tear you apart
But you cant stop yourself.
And I know, that every once in a while, a line will catch my eye.
Get caught in a scandal, but the difference is I knew it was a lie
And I thought, you would know by now.
But you still havent figured out.
I dont know
if maybe
youre stupid,
or just crazy.
And.
Chorus.
You are the slave of any pretty line that comes your way.
And its sad, I know. I have to let you go to see
I cant drown with you its not like meeee.
So now as I look back and take a heavy dose of shame
You still think im the one to blame
but you're insane
youre crazy
so go ahead bitch
you can hate me
I dont give a damn any more
cuz im not that hung up on words.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Hung Up
Posted by Rei at 2:31 AM
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