Thursday, May 7, 2009

fool me thrice, I'm messed up.

I'm sorry, but I've got to quit answering your calls.
I'm sorry, but you're not sorry at all.
Find another girl to carry your heartache and lack of spine.
I'm gone, you're too late, and yes I'm fine.
Words so empty, I don't believe you, don't believe in me.
This is a euphemism for getting what you deserve.
Find another girl to carry your heartache and lack of spine.
I'm gone, you're too late, and yes I'm fine.
Keep your roses, keep the thorns in the sides, I don't need another lie.
Keep your roses, keep the thorns in the sides, I don't need another lie.
Find another girl to carry your heartache and lack of spine.
I'm gone, you're too late, and yes I'm fine.
Find a girl to carry you, I'm gone, find a girl to carry you, you're wrong.

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