I would want nothing more,
Than to hear you knocking at my door,
You want nothing to do with me I'm sure.
I cant get you out of my head,
I lie alone, awake in bed,
I can don't know what to do instead.
There is only one of you,
And one of me,
I thought we fit together perfectly.
My edges were too rough,
My heart was too tough,
My love wasn't enough.
I don't blame you for the pain,
I remember that day it rained,
When I scooted to my left and you to your right,
But now I cry at night.
Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 5:53 PM UTC
I would want nothing more,
Than to hear you knocking at my door,
You want nothing to do with me I'm sure.
I cant get you out of my head,
I lie alone, awake in bed,
I can don't know what to do instead.
There is only one of you,
And one of me,
I thought we fit together perfectly.
My edges were too rough,
My heart was too tough,
My love wasn't enough.
I don't blame you for the pain,
I remember that day it rained,
When I scooted to my left and you to your right,
But now I cry at night.
