i try
i fold it up and put it with your lies
in my pocket with the things that are not
with me
you make me surrender
you make me cave in
you make me feel like dying <----want to change
you make me surrender
you make me let you in
you make realize what hell its been
i dont understand what i need when i need it
do i take it or leave it would it feel would it mean it
nothings changed, its so strange if you think about it
it keeps comming back.....
i have tried to many times
i dotn know what i live this way
somtimes i forget about it
somtimes i find
its on my mind
i find myselg wanting you to come back
i have tried to many times
i dont know why i live this way
you and i have tried so many times
i realized i like it and love it, i love living this way.
