I want you to take another hit, another sip,
forget me.
I want you to smoke one more cigarette,
without me.
I want you to lie awake at night, thinking,
of not my face.
I want you to picture someone new,
in my place.
I want you to loathe,
any idea of what was.
I want you to know,
that this is what a broken girl does.
Indulge in your sinful habits,
foggy memories, forgotten nights, take my place.
When you look at me, feel hate.
Or feel nothing, I'm nothing but a basketcase.
For I am lost, in the world of moving too fast, to just moving on.
Stroking your innocence, ignorance.
I want you to take another hit, another sip,
be tempted to forget me, and all my sweet belligerence.
Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 10:03 PM UTC
I want you to take another hit, another sip,
forget me.
I want you to smoke one more cigarette,
without me.
I want you to lie awake at night, thinking,
of not my face.
I want you to picture someone new,
in my place.
I want you to loathe,
any idea of what was.
I want you to know,
that this is what a broken girl does.
Indulge in your sinful habits,
foggy memories, forgotten nights, take my place.
When you look at me, feel hate.
Or feel nothing, I'm nothing but a basketcase.
For I am lost, in the world of moving too fast, to just moving on.
Stroking your innocence, ignorance.
I want you to take another hit, another sip,
be tempted to forget me, and all my sweet belligerence.