Every time I'm alone, with nothing to do.
All I can think about is you.
I've tried to forget you, erase you from my mind.
But I guess that's kind of impossible, want to know why?

'Cause I really love you, like I love my own self.
But you let me fall down, like a book from your shelf.
I never thought you could ever find someone who in love could be so blind.
But now you've moved on, but I just keep crying on and on.

I know you don't notice me, 'cause I'm buried in my own screams.
Every cut I do on my skin, every blood I let from my wrist drip.
Represents all the pain I've sufffered;
Because of your ignorance, which just leaves me baffled.
                        
I don't want to keep feeling like this, but I guess I fell.
Under your stupidly surprising and breathtaking spell.
Because of your good looks and your incredible charm,
I've left marked most parts of my arm.

So far I have picked up
my phone several times
while wondering in between
separate thoughts
what is the nature of his
intentions and why doesn't he respond?

I hate games, I hated Sorry,
Balderdash, Operation

He mentioned that all girls are crazy
hit the right spot,
I don't really think I am
but that doesn't change the fact that it
stuck with me

If I go through motions enough
the should i
could i
no i won't
do you think 21 times would do the trick?
or was it 28 to break a bad habit?

I didn't think he was a bad habit

Oh, he was three jobs, and school
a sport to attend to, more games
more everything else

and I keep considering the scenarios
how do i approach this? How do I seem unlike
the 'crazy' women he's spoken about?
oh, she's positively daft
he must say to himself

I think.

I *think