someone please help me – my brain is trying to kill me.
It keep feeding horrible suggestions down my throat and the voice of reason normally left to quite such intentions is noticeably silent during these proceedings. Content to spiral down but conscious enough to analyze the errors of my ways, I continue knowing no good can come but unable to care.
Say you don’t want me, and I walk away.
I love you too much to hurt you anyway.
But don’t think for a minute that what I did was out of loneliness.
Maybe I’ve done too much in a foolish quest to impress,
But I wasn’t just trying to get in your dress,
I’ve never stopped loving you I confess.
Maybe you’ve felt lonely, and I’ve been too.
but that doesn’t make me do what I do.
I’m lonely ‘cuz I’m holding out for you.
I didn’t want you to tell me no before I could say my side
but I knew it when I came by, you would run to hide
You said we didn’t work, maybe I was a jerk.
We broke up because I couldn’t grow up
Now I’ve changed – no longer deranged.
I just want a chance at another dance.
I don’t just want another fling.
I want someone to give a ring.
I don’t want you because I’m lonely.
I’m lonely because I want you.
Sometimes I wish I was smarter,
Sometimes I wish I learned quicker,
Sometimes I wish my soul could barter.
Sometimes I wish my head wasn’t sicker
Sometimes I wish we were still together.
Sometimes I think I can still make it forever
Sometimes I think, take me back whenever
and then I’ll leave you, never!
Sometimes I cry.
Sometimes I cry for the who had to die,
but sometimes I cry and I don’t know why.
or I do know but won’t say ‘cuz I’m too shy.
I know your tired of the sharks who swim by
I don’t want to be like any other guy.
So I try to be the one who is polite,
I’ll be the one who doesn’t bite.
Sometimes I love you so much but I’m filled with hurt.
Sometimes so much, I’m afraid that I’ll act like a jerk.
Sometimes I wait for the right time to say,
and then I feel you running away.
Sometimes I want to tell you how I feel.
Sometimes a glance is all that I can steal.
Sometimes I think you know but can’t deal.
Sometimes all this heartache gets too real.
Sometimes I write these things and never send them
Sometimes I write, but never know how to end them.
I pretend
To be the friend
While I drag my heart
Through the coals again
Tear me apart
Right from the start
I’ll put on a convincing show
Because pain makes better art.
So I don’t let go
Even when you say no
I’ll just squeeze too hard.
To hide that I’m feeling low
Ive known you as long as I haven’t my dad.
When I think back, it makes me sad,
That we’ve had to come to an end,
You’re the best lover I’ve had.