jueves 23 de junio de 2011

3-leg chair

Words, words, people, words, words, lies.
Messages, lies, words, lies, people, lies.
Tired of being who they want me to be.
Oh, no, wait, that's actually who I am.
tired of being there, sitting there, hearing you.
Move your lips and I'll listen.
Move your lips and I'll help you.
Laugh at me and I'll laugh at you.
Smile at me and I'll smile at you.
Hate on me and I'll still smile at you?
Fuck you I'm not smiling anymore.
I'm not listenig anymore.
I'm not there anymore.

You got some new people, right?
you got some new secrets?
You got some new lies to tell?

I'll be a 3-leg chair.
sit on me and I'll break.
rest on me and I'll fall.
Don't use me anymore, I'm not a piece of furniture.
Not anymore.

you're hilarious, did you know that?
blah blah blah, I see you talk
bullshit all the time
I know the truth, I know your truth
you can't hide from me, I know you too much.
Try it with others, maybe it can work it out for you this time.
and I saymaybe, well, you always come back to me.

I'm the one that knows you the best,
I'm the one that's always been there.
I'm that friend.
But I'm sick.

I'll be a 3-leg chair.
sit on me and I'll break.
rest on me and I'll fall.
Don't use me anymore, I'm not a piece of furniture.
Not anymore.

And when you'll look up for me, I won't be there
I won't be there.
'Cause noone's there for me, there for me.
'Cause I'm nobody best, please, let me rest.
I'm better alone than with fake fake friends.

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