viernes, 8 de enero de 2010

I didn't understand.

Thought you'd be looking for the next in line to love, then ignore, put out, and put away. And so you'd soon be leaving me alone like I'm supposed to be tonight, tomorrow, and every day. There's nothing here that you'll miss. (I can guarantee you this) is a cloud of smoke trying to occupy space. What a fucking joke. What a fucking joke. I waited for a bus to separate the both of us & take me off, far away from you. 'Cos my feelings never change a bit, I always feel like shit. (I don't know why, I guess that I just do) You once talked to me about love & you painted pictures of a never never land, And I could have gone to that place but I didn't understand, I didn't understand, I didn't understand.

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