Love is like handing someone a gun, having
Them point it at your heart, trustin them
To never pull the trigger...I feel I'm more
Criticized more then I'm in for and often
Times I ask myself what the hell am I even
Im for?? Is it for love???? Because I am
Willing to give that but at the end of the
Day it is not willing to give back....
The words cut so deep that in fact my heart
Feels scratched in the results are a battle
Scar I can't live with a broken heart so I
Mend it and pretend it no longer hurts me
The higher you build walls around your heart,
The harder you'll fall when someone breaks
Them down it's always the same game but just with different contestants
With everyone who leaves I feel they take a
Part of me with and barely leaves me enough
To put myself back together but if love is
Truly real a blind man can see with his own
Eyes and never ostracized I'd rather walk in
The rain with someone who truly cares then drive in a foreign car with someone who treats
Me like an option
You put me way through to much and I can't
Forgive you that easily you've done so much
My smile has erased I got fed up with all your
Lies, hurt, and deceit that causes my heart
To live in turmoil because your words cut Deeper then a knife and I need someone to Bring me back to life you watch me bleed until I can't breathe as I start to shake I Fall on my knees....
Your mouth is like a flame you lured me in
And I couldn't make sense the pain but your Bitter heart cold to the touch and now I'm
Left seeing red on my own I use a needle
And thread to get you out my head its time
Our memories wind up dead as I finally say
Goodbye to the man that was never real from
The start but tried to play me like a damn fool
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