The days are winding 'round and 'round.
When will I have this mental break down?
Everything will be okay.
I'm just programed to feel this way.
You want me, you've got me.
I'm your drug; like ecstasy.
You're calling, you're craving.
You don't see the way that you're behaving.
I'm your princess; so cute and frail.
I'm tired of being your ****** up fairy-tale.
I'm a binge anorexic and a promiscuous ****!
When it comes to your "love" do you think I give a ****?
Use me, snort me, get addicted.
Shoot me up like I predicted.
Tell me I'm pretty?
I'm neurotic and crazy.
You can never give me enough.
Pleasing me is just too tough.
I'll eat you up and spit you out and you'll come back for more.
Begging and pleading, as you lay upon the floor.
Shaking and shivering from your withdrawal.
You need me so bad you're willing to crawl.
Hand me the ******* bottle of *****.
Neither of us has anything else to lose.
Let me help you crush those pills.
Can't wait to see what else spills.
Get a ******* grip on reality.
You will never be able to handle me.
I'm a selfish ***** with panic attacks.
I'm a seductive ***** that always wants you back.
Vampire or victim, you decide.
The truth is really all mine to hide.
i've been working on this for mooooooooooonths. i ran into a huge bout of writer's block, still pretty blocked up in the creativity, imagination catagory : /, but i'm still trying to work on stuff :).
please don't steal this :(