Jumat, 16 April 2004

I Know Me

I'm so sick of us being like this

You feel nothing unless we kiss

You just stand there and bite your lip

What the hell is wrong with our relationship?

Screw the rhymes

Tetrameters bore me

I 'm just going tell you the truth

Because I'm tired of being someone else

I'm tired of lying to myself

And sorry for lying to you

The truth is I hate red roses

And to me violets seem purple

Isn't that why they call them violets

And as for sugar; it's not always sweet

Like me

I like to play dress up once-in-awhile

But these heels are killing me

And I never sit right in a skirt

While I'm at it I might as well

Come clean

I use unscented soup in the shower

Who likes the smell of papaya and kiwi anyway?

If it was up to me I�d cut my nails short

And throw out the polish

It's a pain in the ass to paint over chips

I guess you could call me humble

Because I'd rather be outside

Than in the mall

And I'm not the type of girl, who crushes on every guy

But you're special

I've never been the romantic type

But since I've met you

Love songs make sense

And I must admit; as embarrassing as it is

Each night I spray your brand of cologne

On my pillow

Because it reminds me of you

So look at me without the make-up

And my hair part wavy; part straight

Can you love me as I am?

I know it's unfair

To you and to me

For me to continue with this stupid fa�ade

I know that I love you

So I'm leaving the decision to you

Love me or break me

I know myself well enough to take the news

And continue on

No matter what the answer

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