"another story about a lying bitch"

as i sit in the room

that we once shared

before we have reached our doom

before you pretended to care

i open the dresser

where your clothes used to be

i could say im feeling better

but i just feel empty...

 

we fight, we yell

but i never could tell

if we were serious in the first place

we laugh, we cry

and i cant seem to understand why

i still dream of your face

i still hear your voice

i still speak your name

you left by choice

so why do i feel the shame?

i never asked for you to go

i loved you with my heart and soul

when i thought that i was through

i found a picture of you....

we fight, we yell

b ut i could never tell

if we were serious in the first place

we laugh, we cry

and i cant seem to understand why

i still dream of your face...

just let me go..

just let me go

as i sit in this room

that we both shared

before we reached our doom

when you actually cared