poetic or darkness.
I got the message that you so kindly sent
I may be a fool but I can take a fuckin’ hint
You might as well have said “Drop dead, get bent.”
So don’t play dumb by sayin’ “That ain’t what I meant.”
I’ve felt like shit since this turn of events
I’ve punched the walls so much that they got dents
And neither one of us is lookin’ to repent
Do you think that I don’t read between the lines?
Do you think that I’m gonna pretend that we’re fine?
Do you think that you could give back this heart of mine?
Cuz you’re my reason for writin’ this rhyme…
Cuz this is all right in time for Valentine’s…DAY!!!
I’m your little stray dog, the perfect male whore
Despite the grief you give me I come back for more
To think that it was you who made my heart soar
But to Wonderful Little You, I’m such a fuckin’ bore
Then why the hell are you fuckin’ with my life for?
Playin’ hard to get is a game I’ve grown to abhor
This shit should’ve ended when you shut the door
Do you think that I don’t read between the lines?
Do you think that I’m gonna pretend that we’re fine?
Do you think that you could give back this heart of mine?
Cuz you’re my reason for writin’ this rhyme…
Cuz this is all right in time for Valentine’s…DAY!!!
YOU’RE NOT MY FRIEND
AND IF THIS CAN’T MEND
PLEASE JUST LET IT END
YOU’RE NOT MY FRIEND
AND IF THIS CAN’T MEND
PLEASE JUST LET IT END
Do you think that I don’t read between the lines?
Do you think that I’m gonna pretend that we’re fine?
Do you think that you could give back this heart of mine?
Cuz you’re my reason for writin’ this rhyme…
Cuz this is all right in time for Valentine’s…DAY!!!
friday 2/13/04. trippin clippin/black attack/goat’s quotes/jbc