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Climbing to the Top


I finally see you for what you are Your a nothing, and I will never love you agian Every moment I ever spent with you was a wast of time You were steeling, and hurting me When I first saw you, I felt a joy A little fluter in my stumach But now all I see is someone who was using me Someone who thought he was the best And ever thought twice about others on his climb to the top That's over, ad now you don't have me or your glory spot
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