I know you meant well
But the road to hell
Is paved with good intentions
Get out of my house
When they come for you
I don't want them to take me away too
It doesn't matter that you meant well
The deed has been done
You killed a man in cold blood
You saved my life and I thank you
But his death wasn't necessary
Because of this you'll be shunned by all people
Forever damned.
You're looking for something
you cannot define.
Wanting to put some distance
between you and your mind.
You're feeling sick and lazy.
Put an end to tyou torture.
Just drink the pink stuff.
I hear the phone ringing in the kitchen.
I have to wonder is it him
The man that has tortured me for so long.
Calling me all the time, day and night
Forcing me to screen my phone calls.
Oh well, Visa still isn't getting
money until next week.
I wake up and find you in my bed, in my head
I want you to get out
but let's take a walk in your head instead
Well, I can plainly see
that you like torturing me.
Instead of messing around in bed
You fuck with my head.
Get out, go away
I don't want to play
your silly little game
we have to play every second
of the day.
I have no choice
You have your way
everyday, everyweek.
life looks like smiles, songs,
silly things, blue skies, and happy times
can't forget things like us down town fighting
he sings to me just to make me happy
I feel stupid too when there's make-up on his dress
I can think for myself and he happens to like that
his hands up my dress makes me feel lovely
soft lips on my neck makes me hot and I forget about our stupid fight.
Sometimes you just get so
tired of being push around and shoved down
I can't stand being rolled around on the ground,
being kicked when the world has you
down on your knees making me beg please.
Why do you lie to me?
Are you going to say good-bye?
Do I get a reason why
you're such a coward?
Do I scare you that much?
Run as far and as fast as you can.
You can run from me.
You can't run from yourself.
I want to walk
out the door and run
down the street unitl
I can't breathe
I want to fall on the ground
and go to sleep and dream
the most divine dreams.
I read about
the best color, shade, and hue
I'm told to buy
the perfect shirt, pants, shoes, and skirt
I should know
all the cool brands
I should have
flawless make-up, perfect skin, straight teeth
I'm told to have
the cutest cut with the latest stlye and the greatest color
But I don't have
the best color, shade, and hue
I can't afford
all the coolest brands
I do have
pimples, braces, and my make-up won't be flawless
I don't have
the cutest cut with the latest style and the greatest color.
Well, I wish I never met your ass
I'd beat your ass down the hall
I'd break your nose and stomp those toes
But you just sat there on the floor
I hate you. You called me trash.
You're luckly I didn't smack you in the mouth
You spoiled my fun, you little shit
I only wanted to make you cry.
He's in my mind
My heart, my soul
His image is etched into my brain.
I hear his voice.
He says my name.
I watch him touch me.
I feel broken
shattered into a million pieces.
I feel torn, confused, empty, and disappointed.
In you I see nothing for me.
I see beauty in you
but it's not for me.
I want to go away from here.
I want to get away from you.
I want to get from me.
I just want to be.
I just want to run in the fields.
And I want to love you so
but you can't understand me.
Dead for a second there
But not very long
You're drooling like a monkey
And we never got along
You think you're going to kill me
And you're probably right
But you're too late
Because the Highlander
Will come for you tonight
Do you think you can tame her
Make her yours, what you want her to be
Do you think you can earn her love
Win her respect and trust
She's pure, sweet, simple, and wildly fierce
I do think you would taint her
With your ideas of how a women should be
You would not love her for who she is
You would love her for who she should be
She will not be beautiful to you
You make suggestions about enlarging
Her breast and wearing make-up
Because you wnat her to look
Like a picture in a magazine
You cannot let her be her true self
She must be what you think
She should be
I write because
it is who I am
what I was
and who I will be.
I write because
I love, hate, and fear
that you will come
and take me away
from this place
from me, this world
from all that is pure
in my eyes, in my heart
my mind, in my soul.