in the dark with the music on wishing i was somewhere else taking all your anger out on me somebody help i would rather rot alone then spend a minute with you i'm gone, i'm gone, and you can't stop me from falling apart 'cause my self destruction is all your fault. how could you how could you... how could you love me when all you ever gave me were open wounds? tell me why you broke me down and betrayed my trust in you i'm not giving up, giving in when will this war end?
- open wounds - skillet
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