Why sharpen your knives
When you could sharpen your wit
For it truly is your greatest weapon
If trained right
For wit can build
Knives destroy

A genius blend
Surely a work of art
My love will never end
I hope we never must part
Fifty-fifty
Almost perfect
Just a bit more tea
Then it's perfect

i dont fit my roles
i dont act right
and when i think late at night
how im not pretty or skinny
im not feminine or masculine
im not smart or dumb
im not crazy enough for help but not normal
im trapped in my mind
im unable to see
that its mine that
I AM just me
and thats all i ever have to be

just because i said id take a bullet for you
didnt give you the right to shoot
just because i let you steal my heart
didnt mean you could tear it apart
just because you took my breath away
didnt make it ok for you to throw me away
just because you had my trust
didnt mean you could fill your heart with lust
but because you found another one
gives me every right to say were done