Suicidally Yours
Before I get some mighty inspiration to actually fly out my window
Thought i leave a little note, in case I forget
To you my dear who,
Insisted we start a relationship even though I told you I wasn't ready
Won my heart over with your chivary and sweetness
Then revealed to me the next month what a peniless broke you were
Left me with a mountain of bills and worries while you went travelling
Tells me there's no sin in negect because my only competition is your work
and not other women
Tears my confidence to pieces whenever you blantantly look at other women when I'm around
Make me clean your junk and allow me to stumble on your old love letters
Ask what I'm thinking but never accept my opinion on things
Blames everything I say on PMS
And to you my mother who
Gives me life but put shackles on my ankles the minute I was born
Tells me stories of children who meet a bitter end when they abandon their parents
Use your health as a guilt trip for me to stay home
Never look at me when I come home, but insist I'm always in a good mood when you do
Give me money but remind me how much I owe you in kind
Rumage through my drawers even when I'm 26
Made me into you
To the both of you
You are the two reasons I will leave this world before my time
Remember that you will both be on my mind when I step off that ledge
And I hope that I will forever be in yours when you see whats left on me lying on the ground
Suicially Yours
Thought i leave a little note, in case I forget
To you my dear who,
Insisted we start a relationship even though I told you I wasn't ready
Won my heart over with your chivary and sweetness
Then revealed to me the next month what a peniless broke you were
Left me with a mountain of bills and worries while you went travelling
Tells me there's no sin in negect because my only competition is your work
and not other women
Tears my confidence to pieces whenever you blantantly look at other women when I'm around
Make me clean your junk and allow me to stumble on your old love letters
Ask what I'm thinking but never accept my opinion on things
Blames everything I say on PMS
And to you my mother who
Gives me life but put shackles on my ankles the minute I was born
Tells me stories of children who meet a bitter end when they abandon their parents
Use your health as a guilt trip for me to stay home
Never look at me when I come home, but insist I'm always in a good mood when you do
Give me money but remind me how much I owe you in kind
Rumage through my drawers even when I'm 26
Made me into you
To the both of you
You are the two reasons I will leave this world before my time
Remember that you will both be on my mind when I step off that ledge
And I hope that I will forever be in yours when you see whats left on me lying on the ground
Suicially Yours
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