Friday, January 16, 2009

Sometimes

You had my heart all a flutter
With your emo brand of charm
But I can walk down any street
In this no class town
And find a dozen of you
You think your so in tune
With what life is and the leaving the past in the past
Yet every time you see me cry
You don't even bat an eyelash
It's like I'm dealing with an infant
Only the five year old is more mature
What to do I with an emotional retard ?
Cling to it like ivy
And hope he comes along

Sometimes I can be a mess
Sometimes I can be a cunt
But sometimes your an asshole
Sometimes it pays to be blunt
Once in a while
It feels good to just be free
But sometimes it feels better
When your inside of me

This thing we have is rusted
It's unreliable and it's weird
Which is why your emo ass runs away from it
Instead of facing the fear
Sorry I don't have a clit
Sorry I don't have perky tits
All I know is that I love you to bits

Sometimes I'm a liar
Sometimes you're a thief
And sometimes it's just better
When your away from me
Sometimes it's a mystery
Why I ever put up with you
But it always felt better
When you were still my boo

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