Oh how i would love to pull you to the bottom of the deepest bottle,
Maybe someday i'll get the nervs to do it, end it, it's been going on for so long i'm tired, exhausted.
but i can't lie though, you're beautiful, perfect with so many fauls.
i want to put my claws in your neck,feel the flesh, smells fresh.
oh yes i can't deny, you can't deny me the satisfaction of getting hurt, feeling shame and regret.
oh for the love of god you're a grown man, grow up, but stay the same forever. your heart is a dark closet full of lies, loving and kind,cruel and wicious, i like the dark, keep it that way.
Don't get drunk, you're an asshole when your hammerd, nor are you any better when your sober..
Yes, i do admit i brought this upon myself, but it's not all my fault you are the second player in this game of creepes, i qoute Pink if i might: "I hold my breath, because you are perfect, but i'm running out of air, and it's not fair".
Sometimes i think you see me as an stupid little girl, yes i love your face when i caught you in your own little perfect game, your bad at it, lear one thing will you please: never ever leave an witness..
does'nt make any sense does it, i'm just scribbling what i'm thinking about you mr.3 time player. fuck you i'm in love with you.
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