October 2010
2 posts
bah.
See, when I get the s t r e n g t h to leave;
you always tell me that you n e e d me.
I’m w e a k cause I b e l i e v e you,
and I’m m a d because I l o v e you.
So I s t o p and t h i n k that m a y b e ,
you can l e a r n to a p p r e c i a t e me.
But it all r e m a i n s t h e s a m e that
y o u a i n ’ t e v e r g o n n a c h a n g e .