Another shot of whiskey
keeps the regret away
But as I look in the mirror
the shattered pieces of "US"
come back to me.
Why do I keep doing this?
Physical pleasure is now
becoming emotional chaos.
I guess the emotions feel better
than feeling nothing at all.
The thought of being alone
scares the hell out of me
thats why I keep running
back to you.
I said I could move on without
you by my side. I try to keep strong
Its late and I'm missing you.
I need you know
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