Why is it that I waste my time thinking about you?
What is this voodoo?
Why is it that I still love you?
It kills me to see you with someone who is not me
But when you are with her you are happy.
Why does it have to be like this?
Why is it that I still want you to be my first kiss?
Everyday I'm in war with myself
Asking myself why is it you that I still love.
Why you? I ask the God above.
My heart breaks a little more
When I'm not the one that you adore.
I miss those brown eyes
And how you were there to calm down my cries.
I miss how you used to hug me so tight
And how in the dark you were my light.
I miss you but now there's nothing I can do
I've tried not to be hurt.
I've tried not to cry.
When I say "I'm fine" it's a lie.
I've tried to be something I cannot be
Which is happy.
I've tried and tried yet I'm still here,
And on my cheek is a tear.
I cry and cry every day
Because of all the things that you say.
When I try to talk to you,
It always seems like you have something else to do.
And when you're not busy
You always end up breaking me.
I guess you cannot see
How I am broken and unhappy,
Or does it just not matter to you?
I mean, you always have something better to do
Than talk to your daughter who will always love you,
Even after everything you will and did do.
It's okay,
Why is it that I waste my time thinking about you?
What is this voodoo?
Why is it that I still love you?
It kills me to see you with someone who is not me
But when you are with her you are happy.
Why does it have to be like this?
Why is it that I still want you to be my first kiss?
Everyday I'm in war with myself
Asking myself why is it you that I still love.
Why you? I ask the God above.
My heart breaks a little more
When I'm not the one that you adore.
I miss those brown eyes
And how you were there to calm down my cries.
I miss how you used to hug me so tight
And how in the dark you were my light.
I miss you but now there's nothing I can do
I've tried not to be hurt.
I've tried not to cry.
When I say "I'm fine" it's a lie.
I've tried to be something I cannot be
Which is happy.
I've tried and tried yet I'm still here,
And on my cheek is a tear.
I cry and cry every day
Because of all the things that you say.
When I try to talk to you,
It always seems like you have something else to do.
And when you're not busy
You always end up breaking me.
I guess you cannot see
How I am broken and unhappy,
Or does it just not matter to you?
I mean, you always have something better to do
Than talk to your daughter who will always love you,
Even after everything you will and did do.
It's okay,
I don't want to fall asleep
I can't bare to close my eyes
I can't stand what's inside my head
Be it made of truth or lies
'Cause when I fall asleep
The nightmares take place
The worst things I can imagine
Scarier than any screaming face
In my dreams
I see you there
But you're hurting me on purpose
And you don't seem to care
I see you with other girls
And you look so happy
And I'm stood there screaming
Telling you it should be me
But you're not listening
You're too busy having fun
I can't get away from what I'm seeing
No matter how much I try to run
I'm seeing you with girlfriends
I've never even heard of
Telling them the
Oh
There you are.
I didn't see you through all this smoke at first
Is it smoke or just dust?
I can't really tell.
It's so dry here.
And loud
I didn't notice that until now
There's shouting
And sharp, piercing cracks
Your back's pressed against a wall
The building it belongs to is gutted and empty
There are pockmarks in that wall
They spiral crazily just above your head
Is that a rifle?
You check the magazine,
Ram it home again
Guess it must be
I never really thought those hands would ever hold a gun
It's kind of jarring to see.
Look around the wall at the same time
There are more people with guns
They want to hurt
Gone is what we used to be.
I regret it now; I finally see....
It's time to set these feelings free
That once almost destroyed me.
You probably don't think it's true,
But, yes, I was in love with you.
I just now realized that we're through,
And I think it's split my heart in two.
Even though I know we're over,
Sometimes I still look over my shoulder,
Hoping it's me that you're looking at, though you're holding her.
I can feel my heart freeze.....It gets colder and colder.
One day soon it will break,
But what difference does it make?
I have realized my mistake,
But, alas, it is too late.
To have ever loved in the first place
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