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She loves salting my wounds Yes, she enjoys nothing more I bleed confidence from deep within my guts now I’m the queen of this pity party with my jewel encrusted crown I wanna tear apart your room to see if what you say is true Darling don't you lie, lie to me I wanna break into your heart to see why you want us apart I’m scared to death to find out what you think of me According to you we don’t click, that’s a blatant lie and you know it Angel, what are you hiding from me? If there is truly another secret lunch-break, working late lover then I would die, but at least then I’d be free... i hope you get it now. been listening to a lot of Dave and The Spill Canvas. Also, have fished out the old stand-by: The Break Up CD. I'm not exactly sure why I love this CD so much, but it just seems to have the perfectly correct compliation of songs on it, from the rage inducing songs that cheer me up and make me feel rightiously angry, to the sad, slow ballads that make me want to weep from the bottled up pain on the inside. man, its nice to drive around, the AC on high and this CD blasting in my speakers. also, my spacebar seems to be sticking. weird. |
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