a diet dr.pepper to fuel my midnight rantings
a sad mellow song on my ipod to fit my mood
i feel sad because i've disappointed with myself
again
i thought you'd call, you said you would
but you tell me a lot of things that never come true
i know who the toy is, it's me
i've been turned into the prey in the game i began
again
so many men to pass through my life
too many men i gave myself to heart & soul
all the men who broke my heart
all the men i broke their heart
karma is really biting me in the ass now
again
the cursor demands i keep dicing myself
into perfect smears for under the microscope
self-mutilation has become an expertise
why is it so hard for me to want me to be happy
again
i've failed so many of lifes tests
marriage wasn't as easy as my parents made it look
relationships of mine never get past one year
i've doomed myself to live a life unloved
again
so many men to pass through my life
too many men i gave myself to heart & soul
all the men who broke my heart
all the men i broke their heart
karma is really biting me in the ass now
again.
tonight, i'm alone, i'm alone, again.
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