lost and lonely
i offered him my heart
does he know me?
cause he tore me apart...
watch and learn
he says he knows alot
and i know
he is so fucking hot
no big surprise
when he tells me to toughen up
no direct words
just a notion, i read in to.
am i wrong and is he right?
or should i stop the fight...
what the hell am i questioning anyways?
as his scintillating eyes draw me in
touch my skin.
rid me of the disease: depression
i've already learned love's first lesson.
pain.
and i never was the same.