neverwas
Bluelighter
you played your way into my life through the music that you mixed.
i would bring drinks up to your mixing box, give you cans of Red Bull and copious amounts of water.
that was part of my job.
for two years this game went on.
i should of known not to get involved with you but people say you learn from your mistakes.
i thought of you as friend...
but you wanted more...
you're a mistake im still tryin to erase.
everytime i think you're gone and i can get on with my life, and you get on with yours
you send me a message at 2am.
then when i deliberatly dont answer
it becomes 2, 3 and 4.
i turn my phone on silent and desperatly try to ignore
the silent vibrations of you ringing my phone as i throw it on the floor.
i dont hate you for wanting what you cant have.
you got everything you wanted from me.
all except me in bed since i found out you're engaged.
wheres your responsibility to her?!
what is it you want from me, that she isnt giving you?
what is it you want that you know you cant have?
you still hunger for me after yars gone by?
stop messing with my head and let sleeping dogs lye.
i let it go on for month after month.
i told you to go back to her because she was becomming your wife.
pityfull excuses of 'im only marrying her for my families needs'.
i laughed at you because untill the ring was removed
no sex would it be.
every time you call i always end up yelling or hanging up.
i guess its just me trying to push you away.
trying to save myself and whats left of our dying friendship.
the one you keep abusing because you want both sides of the cake.
you say you only want to be friends.
yet when i see you in sydney when i visit
you cant keep your lips and hands off me!
double standards...
it makes me feel a guilt i shouldnt feel.
im tierd of telling you to go back to your fiance'.
the girl your suppose to be with till you die.
together buried in each others grave.
i nearlly died the day she walked into my club.
introduced herself and smiled like the niave' girl she was.
you called.
i got so mad at you last time i was there that i told you i wasnt visitng my friends inter-state.
i lied to you infront of the people who were there.
just so i wouldnt have to see you.
so i wouldnt have to feel ashamed.
you make it so hard for us to be friends.
you make me angry.
you make me guilty.
i dont want to be a home wrecker.
i dont want to be your sex slave.
i just want to be a friend and nothing more.
but even thats really hard when my rules and stipulations you blatently ignored.
the friendships fading
thick and very fast.
i dont think of you i can take much more.
i try and try to shut you out
but everytime i think im free of you
you give me more things to try to erase.
the four years ive now known you
i desperately try to ignore.
you make me sad.
i would bring drinks up to your mixing box, give you cans of Red Bull and copious amounts of water.
that was part of my job.
for two years this game went on.
i should of known not to get involved with you but people say you learn from your mistakes.
i thought of you as friend...
but you wanted more...
you're a mistake im still tryin to erase.
everytime i think you're gone and i can get on with my life, and you get on with yours
you send me a message at 2am.
then when i deliberatly dont answer
it becomes 2, 3 and 4.
i turn my phone on silent and desperatly try to ignore
the silent vibrations of you ringing my phone as i throw it on the floor.
i dont hate you for wanting what you cant have.
you got everything you wanted from me.
all except me in bed since i found out you're engaged.
wheres your responsibility to her?!
what is it you want from me, that she isnt giving you?
what is it you want that you know you cant have?
you still hunger for me after yars gone by?
stop messing with my head and let sleeping dogs lye.
i let it go on for month after month.
i told you to go back to her because she was becomming your wife.
pityfull excuses of 'im only marrying her for my families needs'.
i laughed at you because untill the ring was removed
no sex would it be.
every time you call i always end up yelling or hanging up.
i guess its just me trying to push you away.
trying to save myself and whats left of our dying friendship.
the one you keep abusing because you want both sides of the cake.
you say you only want to be friends.
yet when i see you in sydney when i visit
you cant keep your lips and hands off me!
double standards...
it makes me feel a guilt i shouldnt feel.
im tierd of telling you to go back to your fiance'.
the girl your suppose to be with till you die.
together buried in each others grave.
i nearlly died the day she walked into my club.
introduced herself and smiled like the niave' girl she was.
you called.
i got so mad at you last time i was there that i told you i wasnt visitng my friends inter-state.
i lied to you infront of the people who were there.
just so i wouldnt have to see you.
so i wouldnt have to feel ashamed.
you make it so hard for us to be friends.
you make me angry.
you make me guilty.
i dont want to be a home wrecker.
i dont want to be your sex slave.
i just want to be a friend and nothing more.
but even thats really hard when my rules and stipulations you blatently ignored.
the friendships fading
thick and very fast.
i dont think of you i can take much more.
i try and try to shut you out
but everytime i think im free of you
you give me more things to try to erase.
the four years ive now known you
i desperately try to ignore.
you make me sad.
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