I can't stop, don't care if I lose
Baby, you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted

I'm going down in flames for you
Baby, you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
One more thing I'm addicted to

With each scar there's a map
That tells a story, what a souvenir of
Young love's like jumping out an airplane
Riding a tidal wave on an ocean of emotion
My heart rips me wide open



This love hurts. I will be the first to admit it. We joke that it's a "bad romance". But the saddest part is it stopped being a joke awhile ago. We are constantly at war it seems. And it's killing me. Why can't we just go on loving one another without an issue? Why can't love ever be enough? You found me scarred and broken and you've repaired me as best as you can but what happens when you are the one to drop me? Who will be around to pick up the pieces next time? I'm scared that no one will ever care like you do. I'm terrified that one day you will have enough. If you plan on going please leave now. Don't drag it out or tell me that you love me. I have inflicted enough pain upon myself for this love. It's fine if its self-inflicted but if you hurt me, I will never be able to forgive you.
9/28/2012 01:21:05 am

Nice one info, thanks

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