iLoveYouWithaKnife
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- Joined
- Mar 30, 2002
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And you make me hurt, with every ounce of every single word that you say. And I said this before
that if i ever got back to that one situation
where I'd see you again,
I'd fall right back to your fucking feet again.
And this time I did
only a day or so since I said I wouldn't.
But this time
I thought it would be different.
I thought I'd be able to walk away
saying what I NEEDED TO SAY
and that would be it.
But you listened to me this time,
and I listened to you.
And I put past the fact
that I SAW you kiss this girl
and i thought I'd never be able to kiss you again.
But when my head was leaning out the back of the car door
and I was feeling you again, like I once knew,
it felt different.
Different than it was before.
But maybe that's just it.
Too little too late.
To notice the feelings taking place.
You asked me to make that promise again
when i wouldn't talk to, or look at another
the way I see you.
I haven't yet, even though the promise was broken the first time.
And I have no intention to.
You did though.
You kissed her.
It meant nothing you said.
But there had to be something,
in that instant,
she had to see something in you
that i once saw
that made me wait for you
to be drawn closer to me.
And it's asking alot now.........
for me to keep that.
Knowing that some girl tasted those lips i once knew so well.
Knowing that she never knew
all those secrets you told me,
all those admirations, all those dreams.
It hurts me the most
that in one drunk night,
she tasted what I once knew....
and it still held no meaning.
Cause how I see her,
she some dumb slut
trying to get your ass.
And really...................
this is how i feel:
I am re-reading all these lines,
that I just wrote....
trying to make sense of it.
when it makes none.
I really fucking hate you.
Probably just as much as I love you.
and that makes no sense too.
I don't know how I feel.
I don't know why I still want you,
to hear what you have to say.
To hurt me again, or to kill the pain.
I just don't know.
You asked me to stay until Thursday.
There was no promise kept there.
I said be in touch,
you said you will.
I guess will see what happens tomorrow,
if i'm still here.
that if i ever got back to that one situation
where I'd see you again,
I'd fall right back to your fucking feet again.
And this time I did
only a day or so since I said I wouldn't.
But this time
I thought it would be different.
I thought I'd be able to walk away
saying what I NEEDED TO SAY
and that would be it.
But you listened to me this time,
and I listened to you.
And I put past the fact
that I SAW you kiss this girl
and i thought I'd never be able to kiss you again.
But when my head was leaning out the back of the car door
and I was feeling you again, like I once knew,
it felt different.
Different than it was before.
But maybe that's just it.
Too little too late.
To notice the feelings taking place.
You asked me to make that promise again
when i wouldn't talk to, or look at another
the way I see you.
I haven't yet, even though the promise was broken the first time.
And I have no intention to.
You did though.
You kissed her.
It meant nothing you said.
But there had to be something,
in that instant,
she had to see something in you
that i once saw
that made me wait for you
to be drawn closer to me.
And it's asking alot now.........
for me to keep that.
Knowing that some girl tasted those lips i once knew so well.
Knowing that she never knew
all those secrets you told me,
all those admirations, all those dreams.
It hurts me the most
that in one drunk night,
she tasted what I once knew....
and it still held no meaning.
Cause how I see her,
she some dumb slut
trying to get your ass.
And really...................
this is how i feel:
I am re-reading all these lines,
that I just wrote....
trying to make sense of it.
when it makes none.
I really fucking hate you.
Probably just as much as I love you.
and that makes no sense too.
I don't know how I feel.
I don't know why I still want you,
to hear what you have to say.
To hurt me again, or to kill the pain.
I just don't know.
You asked me to stay until Thursday.
There was no promise kept there.
I said be in touch,
you said you will.
I guess will see what happens tomorrow,
if i'm still here.
