In my mind just being there is burning her
On the other hand I feel that I'm deserving her
Cuz every single day I'm earning her
This kind of information is usually personal
But I guess things change, ain't that right?
Hand on the wheel of my inner drive
Feeling everything from her talk to her inner vibe
Just trying to break her down without breaking her inner pride
Just trying to revive after she let my inner die
Just like I tell my friends, why should I even try
When my efforts just bring tears to everyone's eyes
And all that comes out in everyone are lies
Blowin away the unnecesary just trying to make those same tears dry
I just wanna take a minute to fly
But she took my wings
But there's another one next up, let's see what she brings
To the table, burn up my past to a point where it stings
And I'll create the melody of love to a point where you sing
It gets to a point where I'm so confused
There's not much to win, but there's not much to lose
On the other option there is only two to choose
The chance to create another lane to cruise
But I'm stuck in another world
A world of complete irony
My ex-girl, my next girl
Like I said I'm so confused
I mean why should I go to a place where I feel so used?
Why should I take the time to fix something up when I ain't got the tools?
But damn it I hate the fact I was the bearer of bad news
Yeah I adored you to a point where even my dad knew
But who knew?
It just wasn't you
Killed me in every place like we were playin Clue
But there's another one but I have no clue what to do
With her, why should I move on so quickly when somehow I still miss her?
How can I say that I'm over her when I still hate it when people diss her?
Yet I know we ain't for eachother, I don't fit her
And I still don't know where they're both at, at this point
Don't think I should stay in this joint
If only I could steal her thoughts and leave her naked
Someone get me out of this stress jail
Are the risks to high to a pont where I shouldn't take it?
If I do, will I fail?
I don't think there's time for that
But if I let myself be guided by stats
It goes, heartbreak two, Joshua zero
Should I really go back to that?
Or maybe I should just start fresh
Hoping that If I make this next step
She will be for the best
That girl is next
It gets to a point where I'm so confused
There's not much to win, but there's not much to lose
On the other option there is only two to choose
The chance to create another lane to cruise
But I'm stuck in another world
A world of complete irony
My ex-girl, my next girl
Crazy stuff happens in this world of irony
My heart is torn and wrinkled, I'm just waiting for her to iron me
I may interpret this wrong, but she's eyeing me
I'm so lost to a point where only she is finding me
Yes, her the one who's pickin me up
It's funny how she stood next to the girl who months ago was bitchin it up
New people in my life and damn right I'm livin it up
And I give thanks to all the people who watched my heart break
But I give more thanks to the people who helped fix it up
Fed up with living this disorientation
Just know that your the real inspiration
For where I'm at, at this mental station
Just fillin the tank
Do me a favor and just fill in the blanks
So somehow I feel completed
And if you can't, I'm gonna have to ask you to beat it
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
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