Can't look anyone in the eye, I hate myself for what I'll do tonight. I already know I won't improve, Can't, so what can I lose?
No one cares, No one 'll miss me. Not at all loved, She just wants to 'kiss' me.
I am a trophy; Up on a shelf. (Look at this girl -- Danger to herself...)
"She bites my tongue, so I don't say too much. She was made for lust -- anymore than that would be so dangerous..." ~Waiting by Breathe Carolina Awesome song, one of my favourites... **** my life