When the time comes, I’ll open that door/ So you can safely walk in and drop to the floor/ It’s disgusting/ what lies on the inside; too many problems and a heart that lies/I’m cold/with nothing to give/ matured with the mentality of a seven year old kid/ love it/ with nothing to offer you should want to know me for the feelings I’ll alter/I’m gunna change you/ on the inside and out/ play with your emotions and make you shout, make you cry/ make you touch base with all that you know, limit you, ’cause I won’t let you go
And when you try to dry your eyes I’ll be there to help tears slide down the cheeks I once called mine and watch you…
Listen/ I put a note on the stairs/ so when you get home/ I won’t be there/ I hit the streets/ I’m not coming back. IF you’re lucky I’ll get stuck in the cracks/swallowed whole/It’s ugly/ the scene in which we live in/ugliest when I’m not givin/love/the love you deserve but rather the driest taste of dirt/ You need to sit there/ on the bench, on the sidelines/ watch as my selfishness begins to climbs high/ and observe/ why I don’t love me/ why I’m considered ugliest of ugly
If you listen to these words I will keep you from the hurt and help you to find yourself…
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