opium lestre


Waltz - Hale


I hate the way you are
So mean to me by far
The most frigid girl
That I have ever known

You speak loudly but
When I'm not around
You'll be just like them
So shallow and obnoxious

Please, that's enough, that's enough
Please, I've said this a million times before
And I'm sick

But all that I need
And all that I breath
And all that care for is you

You said that you'd call
By the time you will be home
But you never did
You said you didn't mean to

And now I am outraged
As if we were engaged
You made me realize
I'm just your alibi

Please, that's enough, that's enough
Please, I've said this a million times before
And I'm sick

But all that I need
And all that I breath
And all that care for is you

And all that I need
And all that I breath
And all that care for is you

I hate you

Submitted: Friday, October 11, 2013

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