i like his klein eyes and his baby blue costume
they he linger on in the room
i was like yeah there we got him
my next groom at that inn , retirement or internet
you dumped me by the alter , and i wore like standing under the chandelier
dressed in my fanciest gown , okey with let you go as a lover but not as a friend
i had eyes on me like spotlights when i wore losing my knight to somebody close to perfect
but SHE IS NOT ME , WILL NEVER BE AND THATS YOUR MISTAKE
because i might night have you but i got me and in the end is all i wanted
a closure with myself and my heartbreak i got when i become diagnosed
labelled and how everyone i once i loved , cut me off and call me , Retarded
with time i learn , its not accepted
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