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That that's something only done in lyrics to songs But i guess art imitates life - and vice-versa - so why surprise Of my tears' lullabies that for so long Has accompanied me in my journey to beddy-bye ville Where insult and injury await at the the subconscious station So i guess despite what you did, despite all you've done Regardless of the effects on me and all i've become I have no choice but to accept the realization [Ch:] You may have lied (and lied - and LIED) All my trust may have died I may have lost a part of me inside That i liked very much But throughout all the anquish and the rage, The effigies i burn on stage, At the end of the day When there's nothing left to say.. I really miss the person i once thought you were Had you not stealthily, seductively schmoozed your way In my life, you'd never get anywhere near my heart But i could swear you were so angelic at first When you burst my perception, everything else collapsed apart All the king's horses and men nor a year's supply of superglue And turtle wax could adequately repair Everything that i used to be inside Perhaps because i'm broke no matter how i've tried I've yet to convince myself i don't still care [Chorus repeats] Despite all your selfish acts And all your falsified facts Of who you are, of what you meant to me Despite the trust in me that's gone All the pain that penned this song Despite your leaving everything wrong At the end of the day When there's nothing left to say I really miss the person i once thought you were |
Commentary
All things considered, i've probably fallen completely in love to the point of having thought i've found my life-partner two times. Both times, each person was (in their own unique way) a fraud who set themselves up to me as someone they weren't and basically conned me into a relationship with purposes other than what things had been on the surface. |
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