2005-10-20

Lodge Your Complaints

Just stand by yourself, stand with yourself.
I'll be in the corner, bleeding as you twist the dagger.
You look right through me, while I stare right at you.
But all you ever cared about is yourself, yourself.

Do you even remember those nights, those hideous nights?
Curled up with you, now I'm curled up with my bloody sheets.
But you never cared about me, you are the world.
Maybe some other time you'll see me for who I am, I am

The pain is there and won't leave, please leave.
My heart beats like a clock, blood with every tic.
But now I give up, you'll just walk away.
I was just a sprinkle of rain, of rain.

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