Make Me

by Bex   Feb 14, 2007


I'm sorry my conscience called in sick
My words just seem to stick
I'm stuttering like I'm frozen in ice
Funny how love can turn on the roll of the dice

Did you wanna say something of use?
Or are you gonna stand there like a moose
I've grow up
I've grown wise
To just how many things you say are lies

Like 'I love you I'll always be true'
I think I'll let you stew
Because a kiss on the lips
Leave sour bits on my tongue
I'm not the one who's wrong

You think you got the upper hand
I think you're buried in the sand
I smell the cheep perfume on your breath
I'm sorry did you say you left
Then you crawl back on you knees
Love can be a scary thing
It can make people do scary things
I'm sorry my love but you left it too late
My love turned to hate

The trigger seems so easy to pull
You just stand there your so dull
Make me hate you a little bit more
Let me hate you so I can open the door

Insanity seems to be very inviting
You pushed me so far its fighting
All the shit you made me do
This is pay back
It's over due

The smell of blood spills over the floor
But no one is above the law
I wont do time because I have the proof
Of all the marks you left on me
Enough for people to see
No one should have to be me
And what you put me through

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  • 17 years ago

    by Bex

    Thanks:)