Saturday, October 25, 2008

you think you've got it all worked out

Show me how you toy with my heart
how you get me to fall for your lines every time.
Teach me how you can lie without care
the way you know exactly what I'm thinking.
Make me understand how you think what you're doing is sane
you always find away to make me feel like the minority.
Let me show you that my heart is done being played with
save you're lines for someone who's naive enough
Let me teach you how to feel some guilt
you'll never expect what I have coming for you next
Let me make you understand that what you're doing is insane
I'll find a way to make you see that I know better then to listen to you
I'll throw away your instruction manual, 
and toss out all the things that make up who you are
I'll find a new way to waste my time
because I'm done playing your games.

2 comments:

Jordie said...

give me talent?

Niki said...

i wish i had some to spare!