I’ll run like tears,
Down your fucking face.
I’ll run as fast as I can.
I was always good at running wasn’t I sweetheart?
Always good at evading the truth.
I broke your pretty little heart into pieces.
But no,
It’s not my fault.
Honey,
Call me.
Darling,
Kiss me.
Baby,
Fuck me.
It was hard to remember your name,
When so many other came to mind.
I know my aftershave is pulling you closer,
Like pollen to a bee.
You need me don’t you gorgeous?
I need you too.
Until the next girl comes along.
Until you refuse,
To give me what I want.
And you’ll never catch on,
Until right at the end.
Until,
I’ve captured your heart.
I’ll break it,
Don’t think I wont.
Then I’ll run.
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Ok...
Well,
This isn't about me, Well it is.
But This isn't my point of view,
Its like... how I believe I was seen by someone.
Sorry about the language.
But He still fucking gets to me.
x
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