It's that superficial madness that makes me want to cry.
And as the drops fall, I'll be alone. Nobody to wipe these tears.
So, you wanna hang out now? You wanna get a drink...
Lets be up front. We both know what you want.
FUCK.
You don't deserve this. You don't deserve Me.
I battle myself.
This jaded mind of mine--pimps me out from time to time.
But tonight, I ran as fast as I could and tonight I broke free.
No longer will I give in to the game of man vs woman.
The push and pull of wanting, needing, suffocating.
I am beautiful. I am smart. I am strong.
I don't need you to tell me these things--
all with ill-intention just to get in THIS.
Thanks anyways but I'm gonna have to pass.
NEXT.
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