Sunday, August 2, 2009

This ain't the movies baby, you can't fool me. Your words are empty and they don't move me no more. I wish it didn't have to be this way.

No baby I won't chase you but soon I will replace you. I wish it didn't have to be this way.

You ain't no good to me, you're just my poetry from now. And it's clear to see, you're just temporarily around. Still you keep coming around, playing the part, you're flipping the script and faking your heart. You're coming around, playing the part, flipping the script, faking your heart.

Sometimes I think I'm crazy for ever loving you. I took my chances and look what happened: I'm the one to lose. What's the point of this drama that's taken so much of me. I'm better off without you. Honest. You got the best of me.

You ain't no good to me, you're just my poetry for now.


It's a Shame. It's a Shame.

You won't change. You won't change.

You won't change.

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