Your Mistakes

Don't tell me what to do,

You aren't so perfect yourself,

Coming from Mister I Need To Get Laid,

With more smoke in your chest than the Philly sky,

You're slowly killing yourself,

And you try to punish me for my own mistakes,

I'll learn them myself and you don't need to teach me,

You might of quit but I won't,

You aren't exactly a success story yourself,

You're a fucking slut,

And you're so proud that you spread it around,

I keep silent and let my cuts hide,

You will never know when a new one is there,

You will be surprised how easy it is to lie to you,

I'm not here to hurt you,

You're hurting yourself,

And there is no way you're going to make me learn from your mistakes,

I'm not an angel and I never will be,

I'm going to Hell and that's the way that it should be,

Your only being used and I don't think it's right,

I've been used so much I cry at night,

You're going to end up doing something you regret,

Your happiness is your downfall right now,

It's going shove it's foot up your ass in the end.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

hez pissin me off so fuckin much rite now...not gonna say hoo:)

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