Señora Frijol
Bluelight Crew
- Joined
- Jan 17, 2000
- Messages
- 4,004
Why do you want to hurt me?
Why do you make me cry?
You play your little head games,
You tell me your little lies.
Your twisted negetive views,
Lack logic beyond belief.
But just lay it on me , ill pile it up,
Ive yet to seek relief.
Oh,yes, just say its me whose crazy,
With my realistic ways,
When your gone ill fire it up,
Get lost in the haze.
For then you dont bother me,
And then it all makes sense.
I give and give and give,
You take every little inch.
The silence that grows between us,
Is louder then your shouts.
But your way,the asshole way,
Is what its all about.
If you dont love me,
Then, baby, set us free.
My heart is almost dead,
Surly,you must see.
Why do you make me cry?
You play your little head games,
You tell me your little lies.
Your twisted negetive views,
Lack logic beyond belief.
But just lay it on me , ill pile it up,
Ive yet to seek relief.
Oh,yes, just say its me whose crazy,
With my realistic ways,
When your gone ill fire it up,
Get lost in the haze.
For then you dont bother me,
And then it all makes sense.
I give and give and give,
You take every little inch.
The silence that grows between us,
Is louder then your shouts.
But your way,the asshole way,
Is what its all about.
If you dont love me,
Then, baby, set us free.
My heart is almost dead,
Surly,you must see.
