Lost souls, where should I take you?
Where should you go?
The snow has fallen, the sun has set, the winter's left, summer arriving, while I'm sitting here dying without you.
This shouldn't hurt as much as it does.
I knew what I was getting myself into, temporary bliss is all I ever asked for.
Then why is my body building up with scorn?
I want you to wish you were never born!
Leaving me here, I didn't want to love you, but I do.
Turning me into this lonely old shrew.
I want to go to your house, right when you're in the middle with her.
I want to bash your head in with a lamp.
Cry over your passed out, cold, flesh, until you reach consciousness again.
Do it all over again.
You cannot toy with a girl's emotions for months, then run.
It's not right to just take flight, when things get hard.
When you become aware that I'm not this perfect dream.
Not everything is what it seems.
Looks are not everything.
What do you do with everything?
What do you do with what's left in-between?
Kicking and screaming, I want you to feel what I am feeling.
Feel what you've caused, I had to kiss so many frogs...
Just to get you?
It's not fair, false advertisement is the worst.
I feel like I've been cursed.
Never to love again.
All emotion has fled from my soul and into the dark crevices of lost faith.
In the male race.
What a disgrace am I, still tied down to you, hoping for you, waiting for you, still talking about you.
When all you've done is move on, I'd mimic, if I could live with being a false gimmick.
Come all, see the beautiful girl filled with pretend devotion.
I'd rather sink in an ocean, deep, down, into the blue.
Attempting to forget you.
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