you say you care but
what if you
                                                         Don't.

Notice how
people who use the shuffle
option on their iPods 
keep on pressing
                                                          'Next'.

Your coffee always has way 
too much sugar in it and you
think too much
and somehow you scare  
                                                            Me

You told me once  that you've  never loved
anyone like you love me. You also  told me
that you woud love me forever and   never
(ever) leave my life.  That   you were   here  
to  stay.  You  
said I looked
like an angel,
like  an    Arabian   princess,
Angelina   Jolie-esque  and  
simply  eatable.  Your love
for    me   showed   all  over
this   perfect
face of yours,
you   know...
And   though
my poor eyes,
heart,    and
hands    belie-
ved every eve-
ry lie,    every  
*******   *****
lie,    I   know
better    now.                             **UCK YOU

Es-tu capable de briser la Lune ?
Es-tu capable d'éteindre le Soleil ?
D'obliger le jour de dormir,
De pousser la nuit au réveil ?

Es-tu capable d'enterrer les étoiles ?
Es-tu capable de faire voler les fleurs ?
Aux oiseaux, de faire oublier le chant,
Des nuages, faire arrêter les pleurs ?

Es-tu capable de rendre la Terre plate ?
Es-tu capable de faire tomber le ciel ?
Peux-tu amputer les papillons,
Et donner aux ours les ailes ?

Es-tu capable de rendre la vie ?
Es-tu capable de faire cesser les guerres ?
Peux-tu avaler les océans ?
Peux-tu balayer les déserts ?

Si, ces tâches toutes simples,
Tu ne peux exécuter,
Comment crois-tu pouvoir
Ma flamme éteindre, et mon amour tuer ?

I need to get some                                   sleep. But what
                                                  
                                                       I


really need right                                           now is to
                                                  
           ­                                          have


one more cigarette                                      because you've
                                                  
                                                       had


your way this time.                                          (You  always have your
way with everything).                                     But enough is
                                                  
           ­                                             *enough.

Oh no, you weren't my
lullaby singer, my troubadour, but
in my darkest nights I
knew I could  count on you
                                                             ­                                           always.


Always there with your eager
words (eager hands), with your
incessant desire for more,
(always more) and that's when I
                                                               ­                                          knew


you were the one I needed.
The way you were crushing
on other meaningless girls was
                                                                ­                                       something


I could easily overlook.
You were here and it
was all that mattered to me.
And the sour feeling in my heart
                                                           ­                                              was


not important (right?) But then,
why are you the world to me, when
I am only one tiny star in the
constellation of your life? In my bed,
at night, (every night), I wish I am
                                                              ­                                          *wrong.

Oh yes (Oh no) cut cut cut Oh yes (Oh no) I can see the blood now
It's so funny what you told me. Something like
you want to leave me and that I was (?whatwasit?).
Red on white tiles. I drop the blade, whereisit?, i can't see my arm anymore
.
.
why don't you care
why don't you see
the way I cut