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I told myself I’d accept it
I told myself I’d be strong
But what the hell do you tell yourself
When everything’s going wrong?
You’re the boy I’ve always wanted
The one I can’t live without
But the only thing that’s reciprocal
Is an unearthly, all-consuming doubt
Now I know I won’t accept it
And I know I can’t be strong
So what the hell will you tell me
Now that everything’s going all wrong?