Lying in the night
Blood shot eyes and salty tears roll down my cheek
I ponder why I was always so meek with you
Why all I did was love you
Just to be shot down like I was a target and you had the perfect aim
You held the controller, I was the game
I took the punches and the blame
You stole my heart, ran, and I tried to chase
Ended up seeing you slowly fade away at the end of the race
You even took the last sip from the cup
I guess it was my fault I couldn't keep up
Too weak to fight
Left alone with blood shot eyes in the middle of the night
Nov 30, 2018
Nov 30, 2018 at 6:23 PM UTC
Lying in the night
Blood shot eyes and salty tears roll down my cheek
I ponder why I was always so meek with you
Why all I did was love you
Just to be shot down like I was a target and you had the perfect aim
You held the controller, I was the game
I took the punches and the blame
You stole my heart, ran, and I tried to chase
Ended up seeing you slowly fade away at the end of the race
You even took the last sip from the cup
I guess it was my fault I couldn't keep up
Too weak to fight
Left alone with blood shot eyes in the middle of the night
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