And im writing this for u
because im sick of feeling so numb
no emotion
day in
day out
n i just wanna love again

And ill sing u a song
bout how u killed me inside

Just a taste today
to see what youve been missing out on
are the rumours true
that sex with her is great
keep dreaming boy...

What am i doing back in this room
back in ure bed
back in ure arms
ure just gonna hurt me all ova again
ure asking y im so tense...
im tense because i no its not going to last
ure just a playa
u move on to fast

F**ck it
im over ure sh**t
uve pushed me over the ledge
im sitting in a pit
from all the looks u threw me
all those blatant words
just letting u no
it really did hurt

My eyes are stinging
reflecting the burning red
from the sheets in which
i f**cking bled
theres so much sh*t n u cant find solace anywere

**from my poem reflectingthe burning red

The acid of ure mouth
singes my F U C K I N G heart

So i didnt no the dance moves with u
it was an unfamilar song
ure moves were like clock work with me
ure rythym was never wrong....

Behind my back
ure as tight as a corset
squeezing all the life out of me!!

The way u played me...
like i was joined to a marionete...
my emotions on hardcore
screaming like a lost child