What you're really like

by fallentears   Dec 29, 2005


I see you with those girls and you think that I'll be your girl too.
You don't want me as a friend
Even though you just pretend
You've got everything but you seem to always want more
You're never full, you're never satisfied
Every week you've got a different girl around your arms
It makes me sick how you wanted me to become like those girls
I would never be like that
But what really makes me wonder is your not that great.
So where are these girls appearing from?

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