You only want to kiss me when you’re wasted
You’re only touchy when we’re in front of your friends
The only time you want to hold me is when I don’t want to
Yet still I put myself into your hands
You’re nothing but a scratch on my shin
Yet the cut grows inwards and makes my body shake inside my skin
You only want to kiss me when you’re wasted
You’ll wake up tomorrow and puke as if you regret it
Every time I stay over you wake up feeling sick
I keep wondering why you’re asking me to stay
You only want me because you’re lonely
You want me like a leash held on your hand
If you ask I’ll stay up to run my hands through your hair
Even if my arms get sore and I don’t want to be awake
You’re nothing but the cut on my lip
It’s so tiny but you know it stings like a bitch
I wonder why I’m staying up ’til morning
You tell me “If you want to, go to sleep”
But when I get off the couch and leave you lying
You look at me like I’m the wolf and you’re the sheep
I hate the way you called me darling
As if you really cared for me and loved me too
No, I’m not saying you were lying,
I’m just saying your heart left mine black and blue.
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