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I wanna scream about the way you ignore me

don't ask me questions don't drag out your words just

tell me you love me more than them that's

all i every wanted to hear

whether it's true or not is another deal

but it's some kind of sacrifice to have said it


you make me feel really hopeless and it's a wonder that

i haven't tipped over yet


spend the day avoiding food

because my stomach's knotted up 

i'm in a fatal kind of mood

i think my intestines may erupt


if i make it to the evening thenn i'll 

count my blessings up

and if i make it to tomorrow then i'll 

write a follow up

and see if i was really blessed or i just

made it through the night

because i'll know tomorrow evening 

whether everything's alright.

everywhere i goWo Geschichten leben. Entdecke jetzt