...Or thats at least what I tell myself

You show off your best side,

By taking it off,

Now they're gone, you're meaningless,

(Here comes the sad part)

I'm still here,

for you to tear down and rebuild in the sloppiest way,

Hey, it's a start love, It's gotta start some where.

Tonight I find myself drinking again,

Drinking to forget you.

Or thats at least what I tell myself.



So next time you see me,

Don't come in with those big eyes,

But even bigger lies,

Unless you mean it.

You have no idea the way I feel,

The things I think,

when you're inches from me,

Honey somethings are better left unsaid.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

i hate this.

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