there is nowhere to go
you hear the hate in all my words
but doll don't be scared
and I just love to see
that hateful stare you throw at me,
I know I know I know,
this is the end of the road
this is the end of the road"
Gah.
Highschool is going to be lame.
I'll have like ten good friends and kind of let go of everyone else
Or so I assume
I just wish I could pick who will be those ten
I'm loosing a really important person in my life
Just like I knew I would
"I'll talk to you" you said
I'm not looking for attention
or maybe I am
It was nice to feel safe talking to you
But now I'm blocked off.
I knew it was going to happen
All of it
I just didn't want to believe it
And now I'm torn
whether to try try try
or to just let it go...
I don't know
this could be the end of the road

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