i want to go to you... funny how i'm nervous still. i've always been the easy kill, i guess i always will. could it be that everything goes 'round by chance? or only one way that it was always meant to be. you kill me, you always know the perfect thing to say. i know what i should do, but i just can't walk away. i can picture your face well from the bar in my hotel, i wish i'd go to you. i pick up put down the phone, it's just like being alone. oh God, please don't tell me this has been in vain, i need answers for what all the waiting i've done means . you kill me, you've got some nerve, but can't face your mistakes. i know what i should do, but i just can't turn away. so go on love, leave while there's still hope for escape. got to take what you can these days. there's so much ahead, so much regret. i know what you want to say, i know it but can't help feeling differently. i loved you, and i should have said it, but tell me just what has it ever meant. i can't help it baby, this is who i am. sorry, but i can't just go turn off how i feel. you kill me, you build me up, but just to watch me break . i know what i should do, but i just can't walk away.
i tried (again). and i'm getting sick of being used. silence does not make it better. it keeps boiling and growing. it's sad that it's come to this, but i'm sick of standing by. if i open my mouth to voice my views they wont be pretty. so here i sit, waiting. and forgetting. and surpressing. and not caring.
