Stop and think we really dont have a different point of view .
I suffered you played youre games
You.........
Were my Queen
I .........
Outmatched was youre fool
You persuaded the ones which influenced everyone we knew
Secretly
i believed that if it really came down to it
I would be comforted and consoled
Simply because my character is strong enough to stand and speak for me
Que the sad song.........
Apparently . ........
I was     wrong
The possibility still haunts me
That........
Maybe i need you but you dont want me
Its a definite maybe that i dont want to face
So.........
Tease me if it pleases you.
But dont spit in the hand that reaches out to you
I'm struggling you've givin me too much
I was calling for you
Trying to follow you.
Neutral buoyancy I can't float or sink
You gone
I can't see you
You're pain is confusing
It's should teach me
To not want to see you
But instead
Like a Vicodin with pectin
When I hold you it's good
When you hold me it *******
Euphoria
And every good feeling
Is thickening pushing all the past away
Babe be carfull with the games
And with who you play
You think youre good now
But someday
You're fields will be fallow
You love will echo
Poor little porcelain doll
You're hollow
Nothing for you on the horizon
Every time no matter what youve done
No matter what im doin
There id been
... ...
One day youl need  me .. ..
Que in the
Silence.