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Pound my knuckles hard against the floor.
My head against the wall. But I did this to
myself. Assume it‘s just not worth getting
back up, but I‘ll blame it on bad luck. . .

I’m warning you now, when you realize you made a mistake I’ll be sure to kick while you’re down.

Y0U STAYED BECAUSE i
MADE IT S0 C0NVENiENT

But
what’s
so
wrong
with
being
all
alone?

You’re life’s a crime scene and it wont help to blame it all on me.

well baby, you
may have my
heart, but he
has my body.

Drink up beautiful. I filled your cup with angst and a heart attack, ‘cause I’ve got so much trapped and it’s all because of you. So I figured you might like some back.

I hate myself more than I ever let on.
I’m burned out at 17.
I lived too fast and I loved too much
&&I’ll die too young
but I chose this cup that I drank from.

I‘m so tired of the stupid games you play. If I sat outside would you come watch me wait? If I had a gun and shot it at your face, would you promise not to get out of the way? If you happen to be able to avoid my first attack, I‘ll put a knife against your throat and cut an inch for every time I lost my self control and you made me do the things I did at night.

I gave you this gift
now I’m here alone
& I’m paying for it.

IM TRYING TO CREATE SOMETHING THATS NOT THERE.

I can hide by my reputation,
while sadly you’re making your own.
A notch on your belt’s not a notch worn so well,
but it’s expected of me and the lies that I tell.

Our light’s almost out but I’ll smile again the day that you figure out…..
…….I was all that you had.

You’re a breath taker,
a smile faker.

I’m never waking up again so I’ll never have to find out what you did.
Each day it’s harder to pretend.
That your eyes aren’t lying as much as your mouth did.

Oh sweetie
you're all show
and its really
getting old.

I hope one day you understand that a girl on each arm won’t make you a man.

I just want to tell
you what's been
on my mind all
these sleepless
nights.

i CANT LiVE MY LiFE KN0WING SHE'LL
BE iN Y0UR ARMS EACH TiME i BLiNK
MY EYES.

Do you ever wake up to realize your life is meaningless?
Does it give you strength or lead you to your grave at a young age?

How could I know that
everything you say are
lies about devotion && desire?

Dear Tragedy,
I never had anybody.
But being alone wasn’t
half as bad as being
obsessed with him.

I’m in over my head. From confidence to self doubt in 60 seconds.
Storming stages and stereos from here to there,
trying to prove that I belong.

We both got what we wanted.
You got sex and I tasted fame.