if i thought it’d feed your heart and not your head i’d say you’re wonderful
I thought you might be wonderful if not for your pretenses
an eloquent delilah so fastidious to please the men
we could get along if i respected your decisions
I’m trying hard to be your friend, I’m trying really hard to be your friend
But my patience will run out the door screaming for relief
when I tire of pretending I enjoy your company
don’t have to say you’re sorry cause it’s not your fault at all
don’t have to say you’re sorry cause you cannot help yourself
your unfaltering mentality of a damsel in distress
I just cannot sympathize when I’m shaking my head
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