You love them for their money...
You love them for the families they have and had...
You love them for their wealth.
You love them for their fights,
Their guts... Their ability to Unite to ****...
To defend... To believe...
You love them for their courage to Unite against another one...
You always loved them for having more...
~ Oy! you never knew what love is. ~
After taking what you needed you walked out the door
And I heard of you only when you needed something more...
Or wanted to Hurt me somehow.
Show me how well you've done compared...
To the stupid I, there for you in your times of need...
Never there for me, in my times of need... I failed to see...
To feel and find my heart and soul...
Freed... Looking for the right thing.
Your guess of a need of mine? the promise of a good ****,
I learned now,
'Twas too wrong the path taken.
When were you there for me?
Quite never. So what is the point of all this?
Oh, sure... Why not take more of your trouble.
As Mine seemed quite insufficient to you.
You love them. Always did and always will
Love them...!
For what they have to give,
For what you can take away from them...
As long as you can take away.
Only you know nothing of love.
You know your old game.
You love them...
Love me not.
For those you love things out of love... For those you do not love... A drop of mercy.
*Perhaps, my dear... Perhaps, if I could be of some more use to you.. then you would... but then I wouldn't give a **** about what you would or wouldn't.
But... If you can do something for a memory, in the memory of the good: do it. And if you have to be kind be so, if you have to fight them do fight and if it's time to let them go, let go...