Maybe im a killer, starting out small,
murdered our love and disposed of it all.
I broke down your words, and paper thin walls,
writing little lines that don't make up for lost phone calls.
Maybe your a cynic or maybe its false,
using my faults,
to justify your faults.
Maybe we've all lied,
maybe were falling apart inside,
maybe our feelings don't show very strong but we wanted it all along. I never told you,
everything that i knew,
maybe i shoulda. Then..
You never told me,
you were never true to me,
maybe you couldnt have been.
I just want, just want an answer.
Or a million,
or an option.
Damn closures so addicting
were our like minds worth conflicting?
Does the will power run low
when you've got nothing to show of me?
Its not as emo as you think. More fallout boy like. Also, not done.
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