Don't you think that by now you ought to know
When I say "I'm ok," that it's a lie?
If you don't want to be with me then go
At least no one can say we didn't try.
Because I told you to... it's still betrayal
I thought you'd have the sense to realise that
I get off on the fear that we will fail
For me the pain and suffering's where it's at.
We both know things are never black and white
They're often shades of grey and too complex
I might be going mad but I'm alright
I love the thoughts of you and him and sex.
Things'll be ok, I'm sure and maybe,
I'll be fine and won't break like a baby.
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