Why don't you fuckin cut me, to see if I bleed?
You BUT me every time, I try to proceed.
You call me a liar, any time I say that I cry.
It doesn't make me a crier, when it feels like I'm about to die.
I shed these tears for all the shit we've been through,
we lost to many years, why can't I just be with you?
You've wanted my love, so I bore my soul,
then you gave me a shove, now it's taking it's toll.
Why did you let me bare my heart,
and share all my emotions?
I knew we were fucked from the start,
we were the core of too many commotions.
This isn't a fuck you, to you,
this is just to let you know, I know we're through.
But before I go and walk out that door,
we both know, we've been through this shit before.
I know that I've made my share of mistakes in the past,
but it's your choice to let me fade or let this last.
How many times do you need to hear me apologize?
If you let me go don't expect me back like the next sunrise.
I understand and don't mind if you want to take things slow,
but it hurts me when you become hard to find and start to lay low.
I feel like this is a game we've played to many times before,
it all ends the same, we both know that our hearts will be tore.
I want to leave about as much as any man wants to fuckin die,
but it gets to hard to sit and shed these tears that I'm about to cry.
So let me know if I need to leave and I'll surely fuckin go,
just remember that I love you, you're my heart, and it'll always be so.
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