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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 10:03 pm
I said I would die for you,
And look, and wait, and sing for you.
The melody that used to bring such joy
Now stings my eyes with tears of grief.
I still remember our first dance,
First time I had ever danced.
Danced to prove my love for you
And to prove nothing else mattered.
Now, nothing matters [Couldn’t care less]
About what happened. [Next it in this story]
You swore you loved me. [Just empty words]
I’m sick and tired and gonna end all this.
You used me like a marionette,
With empty words, words of hate.
Grab a knife, stab my back,
I bet even that’d hurt less.
When I start to think we get somewhere
We’re back to the very beginning.
Do we really have to repeat all of this
The lies, the hate, the tears, the blood?
Please write “love†on my arm
Using a dagger and pressing it hard
Onto my delicate, smooth skin
Cutting it open, making me bleed.
Shall we repeat this [Even knowing the answers]
And keep me suffering? [You know you want this]
Can’t feel it now [pain is non-existent]
Please stop destroying me.
You used me like a marionette,
With empty words, words of hate.
Grab a knife, stab my back,
I bet even that’d hurt less.
The parts that are between [ ], I'm gonna scream 'em.
Most emo song I've written... I think. Also the one with the most meaning in it. I'm between a love, hate situation with my ex / best friend. One day she tells me she loves me, the next she says she doesn't...
Constructive criticism, please.
And look, and wait, and sing for you.
The melody that used to bring such joy
Now stings my eyes with tears of grief.
I still remember our first dance,
First time I had ever danced.
Danced to prove my love for you
And to prove nothing else mattered.
Now, nothing matters [Couldn’t care less]
About what happened. [Next it in this story]
You swore you loved me. [Just empty words]
I’m sick and tired and gonna end all this.
You used me like a marionette,
With empty words, words of hate.
Grab a knife, stab my back,
I bet even that’d hurt less.
When I start to think we get somewhere
We’re back to the very beginning.
Do we really have to repeat all of this
The lies, the hate, the tears, the blood?
Please write “love†on my arm
Using a dagger and pressing it hard
Onto my delicate, smooth skin
Cutting it open, making me bleed.
Shall we repeat this [Even knowing the answers]
And keep me suffering? [You know you want this]
Can’t feel it now [pain is non-existent]
Please stop destroying me.
You used me like a marionette,
With empty words, words of hate.
Grab a knife, stab my back,
I bet even that’d hurt less.
The parts that are between [ ], I'm gonna scream 'em.
Most emo song I've written... I think. Also the one with the most meaning in it. I'm between a love, hate situation with my ex / best friend. One day she tells me she loves me, the next she says she doesn't...
Constructive criticism, please.