And you go on about these stories of the men you've been with. Not one, not two, but tens of them.
I look at you with eyes
Doing my best to understand why
Why a girl like you
Has been let go of so many times
I try my best to understand
What drove you to go to all these men
Because in the end,
All ive known is loneliness
For years I was alone
Feeding off of my own shadow
Pretending to be happy, when in reality, im lonely
But i got used to it
The absence beside me wasnt a blank space anymore
It was filled with things like demons and angels
And with that i learned to be alone
And then you came and i opened up that space again
In the exact shillouhette of your round face
Your slouched shoulders that i find oh so cute
Your bossom filled with emotions you wont show
And your body that looks oh so beautiful
I opened it up
Just for you
And now i ask you
Please dont let that be an empty space again
Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 4:33 AM UTC
And you go on about these stories of the men you've been with. Not one, not two, but tens of them.
I look at you with eyes
Doing my best to understand why
Why a girl like you
Has been let go of so many times
I try my best to understand
What drove you to go to all these men
Because in the end,
All ive known is loneliness
For years I was alone
Feeding off of my own shadow
Pretending to be happy, when in reality, im lonely
But i got used to it
The absence beside me wasnt a blank space anymore
It was filled with things like demons and angels
And with that i learned to be alone
And then you came and i opened up that space again
In the exact shillouhette of your round face
Your slouched shoulders that i find oh so cute
Your bossom filled with emotions you wont show
And your body that looks oh so beautiful
I opened it up
Just for you
And now i ask you
Please dont let that be an empty space again
