What Do You Want?
by Max morgan
Hours wasted on you that I can never reclaim You were the one who pulled the strings Kept me caged, clipped my wings. In your hands, you held my heart Before my eyes, you tore it apart Now I sit here broken, dead and alone In the bare cold night, my hands like stone My plans and dreams thrown into the wind Your lies and bullshit I have skinned. You say you're sorry, you say you care You've lost you last friend, now I'm your spare She sets up the pieces on the board Eager to start, thinks she's scored I am ready, I won't be fooled twice This time, I roll the dice. Click here to read or post comments. |
