she says lonely rents videos hand it over love your radio maybe it's fine for you to drown disquiet but i'm not the only one who sits outside the sun
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means I care I hate your guts on Sunday and I don't know what to do Monday's the catalyst for readjusting my attitude I hate your guts on Sunday I hate
's why I hate nights like this It makes me want to be in love I hate nights like this When you can count the stars above And there's no one to kiss I hate
I've loved and everything I've been Oh God I loved you I should've killed you when I had the chance I cut you up and I'll stick the knife in I swear
to touch Your words always cut So much darker than lust We both longed for trust So much more than just hate My hands are here to suffocate So deep I
Some of us have had that fateful day when harmony fades and life stands still Those who were willing to sacrifice were blessed with the instinct to survive
too I don't want your pity, I hate your pity Taste your vanity, its sweet bitterness As you hide behind your veil Of my stolen hopes and lost dreams You took them all I
fix the way I fucked myself. When it's finally here, it's never enough and when it's finally gone, it's never coming back. Somehow I fooled myself
sky, I told her, "I want to die." And how I cry with no concrete reason why and have bad dreams every night, or every other night. I feel sickly, like I
how's your bell-curve? mine's right-skewed average low. very low. and the river - she has grown very high. fell from the sky. and i'm wasted on cancer
to Eradicate her from my heart. Meanwhile I bludgeon pain into a manageable mold Encysted in layers of hate, permitting time to Pass as I maintain -
in the middle of that peril I'm still rocking new apparel I just left the casino, I got money by the barrels I feel like I'm Al Pacino I'm counting Robert
the time But they have chains, leather, and diamond lines I start my weekend up on Monday I rip a show in town on Tuesday I feel a twitch without my melodies I
like you to hold back or hide from the light, I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited, But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it, I had hoped
on a street corner (street corner) baby, I'll make you so much warmer (warmer) I'm your hooker on a street corner I can't say I hate you I can say I
I give you call but you've not answering I give thumbs-up but you don't care I'm always wrote a song but you've not even sing along I'll give you rose
keys back to my place we were havin no fun. But your not ok tellin me you miss my face... I remember when you would say you hate my ways. I said I'