Pity, that's all that was.
Faking it, just because.
loneliness made me weak
attention is all you seek
why care about what you feel?
When none of it has been real.
Except getting me between the sheets
And ******* me until you admit defeat
(which coincidentally wasn't longer than 5 minutes)
Thrive on being the one with power
Leaving you without answers
My walls made this Tower.
Trust is something you misuse in your game
just like me,
a glass, once broken is never the same.
I'm learning my lesson
And sorry, but you will never win.
What do you call a saint who knows how to sin?
Oh I remember now...
a liar
a phony
a crook
try all of the above...
May 1, 2016
May 1, 2016 at 3:46 AM UTC
Pity, that's all that was.
Faking it, just because.
loneliness made me weak
attention is all you seek
why care about what you feel?
When none of it has been real.
Except getting me between the sheets
And ******* me until you admit defeat
(which coincidentally wasn't longer than 5 minutes)
Thrive on being the one with power
Leaving you without answers
My walls made this Tower.
Trust is something you misuse in your game
just like me,
a glass, once broken is never the same.
I'm learning my lesson
And sorry, but you will never win.
What do you call a saint who knows how to sin?
Oh I remember now...
a liar
a phony
a crook
try all of the above...
