Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Hate The Way I Lie

I can't tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now it's a steel knife in my windpipe
I can't breathe but I still fight while I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right...
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We're runnin' right back here we go again
So insane, cos' when it's goin' good its goin' great
But when it's bad it's awful
I feel so ashamed I snap
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Now I know we said things did things
That we didn't mean
And we fall back into the same patterns, same routine
But your temper's just as bad as mine is
You're the same as me
When it comes to love you're just as blinded
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Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk
Told you this is my fault, look me in the eyeball
Next time I'm pissed I'll aim my fist at the drywall
Next time there won't be no next time
I apologize even though I know it's lies
I'm tired of the games

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