iLoveYouWithaKnife
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- Mar 30, 2002
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The talk of running away
is almost too tempting
not to reconsider.
And reconsider again.
I'd leave it all right now
which isn't much
just to start new.
And with you,
I'd give it a shot.
What's the worst that could happen?
But you have to go,
a few hundred miles away
and deal with your girlfriend.
And pretend that none
of this ever happened.
And I'll sit here and wonder
if you look into her eyes
with the deepest expression
that you look at me with.
And you are telling me
that there's all this "If's..."
And I think you are full of shit.
This will all kill me in the end.
But we'll just continue to say
"We knew what we were
getting into when this first started"
...pretend like everything is okay.
She tells me that she never
heard you talk about a girl
the way you talk about me
and that just makes it all worse.
We talk about all the fucking fun
we have when we are together.
Getting drunk and being dirty.
But you say it would all end.
We'd fight about money,
and maybe even fuck other people.
The late night back rubs
and morning sex would stop
and it would get old for you
to see me get drunk everyday.
Drink my problems away....
But if I had something in my life
that made me happy...
I wouldn't resort to the bottle so much.
I can't say that I will be here
when and if you decided to come back-
because I don't like to wait around.
But I'll keep all these memories
of running around in the woods
in the morning, and all the late
night parties,
where talk about being together
just seemed something more
than wonderful.
I always want things that I cannot have.
This way, you don't break me.
You don't turn out the bad guy.
I just end up, the same girl
with unfulfilling expectations.
is almost too tempting
not to reconsider.
And reconsider again.
I'd leave it all right now
which isn't much
just to start new.
And with you,
I'd give it a shot.
What's the worst that could happen?
But you have to go,
a few hundred miles away
and deal with your girlfriend.
And pretend that none
of this ever happened.
And I'll sit here and wonder
if you look into her eyes
with the deepest expression
that you look at me with.
And you are telling me
that there's all this "If's..."
And I think you are full of shit.
This will all kill me in the end.
But we'll just continue to say
"We knew what we were
getting into when this first started"
...pretend like everything is okay.
She tells me that she never
heard you talk about a girl
the way you talk about me
and that just makes it all worse.
We talk about all the fucking fun
we have when we are together.
Getting drunk and being dirty.
But you say it would all end.
We'd fight about money,
and maybe even fuck other people.
The late night back rubs
and morning sex would stop
and it would get old for you
to see me get drunk everyday.
Drink my problems away....
But if I had something in my life
that made me happy...
I wouldn't resort to the bottle so much.
I can't say that I will be here
when and if you decided to come back-
because I don't like to wait around.
But I'll keep all these memories
of running around in the woods
in the morning, and all the late
night parties,
where talk about being together
just seemed something more
than wonderful.
I always want things that I cannot have.
This way, you don't break me.
You don't turn out the bad guy.
I just end up, the same girl
with unfulfilling expectations.
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