You...
Why am I still stuck on you?
After all the crap you put me through
It wasn't a physical pain
That left me black and blue
Just the vivid memory of you
I still smile just like you told me to
Brush my hair back the way you liked me to
And I kept that first love note from years ago…
Yeah I’m talking about the one from you
I was naive when we hid behind buildings and crap
Then played dumb when you said
You just wanted to hit
Not a blunt at all of course
I'm talking about letting you score
Letting you have all of me
But hell lets get real you’d already taken the best of me
I thought you’d always be around
But when I turned around
You were no where to be found
And just like that you let me fall into a bed of red roses
That suddenly grew thorns
Love to me now has no meaning
at all
But why is it that when I see your face
I consider doing whatever you want me to…
Maybe its because I’m still
in love with you…
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