The End

No more of your games
no more of your lies
no more tears will fall from these eyes
no more nights where i stay up
wondering what Ive done wrong
no more wishing on the stars late at night that you were with me
no more of this i can take
its all getting old
its getting really lame
no more of me giving you what you want
no more of me waiting on you hand and foot
I'm not your servant
nor your slave
no more me doing this
and no no more doing that
no more being used
I'm not some kind of toy that you can just play with when you want then be put away when your done
no more giving up all i have
no more you
no more me
no more us
no more never for you ill do
Ive done enough and plenty more
Ive said enough and ten times more
what else can i do
what else can i say
to make you realize
that you've just lost
the best damn thing you will ever find
*Ashley Malone
12/29/2004
7:00am
Jt Foreman