Pain, Hope, and Despair.
You lie to me.
I'm honest to you.
You tell me I love you.
I tell you I love you too.
You say you'll never hurt me.
I say I believe you.
You say you'll make it all better.
I say I hope so.
You say your always mine.
I say then I'm always yours.
You say, I'll wait forever to finally be with you.
I say, Then so will I.
But one day, you say it's over.
I say, but.. but.. why?!
You say my 'rents made me.
I say Okay.
You ask, if I'll be yours again, if they change they're minds.
I say, I'm always yours, forever and always.
Awhile down the road.
I found out you lied.
When you said,
My 'rents made me.
I cried.
And cried.
Till one day,
I found out why you lied.
You tried to make the break up,
a lot less painfull then it had to be if I knew the truth.
She told me,
He didn't mean to hurt you.
He really didn't.
And I feel bad.
Because I feel like it's sort of my fault.
If I didn't start talking to him again.
You'd still be happy.
Then, so would I.
I feel guilty for what I did.
And, I'm sorry.
So now.
I wait.
For your desicion.
On who it's going to be,
Who you seem to love more.
Me, or her.
She's an amazing girl.
And If I don't deserve you.
She does.
So now.
We wait.
For who gets to be happy.
And who gets to just be happy for the other girl.
I'm honest to you.
You tell me I love you.
I tell you I love you too.
You say you'll never hurt me.
I say I believe you.
You say you'll make it all better.
I say I hope so.
You say your always mine.
I say then I'm always yours.
You say, I'll wait forever to finally be with you.
I say, Then so will I.
But one day, you say it's over.
I say, but.. but.. why?!
You say my 'rents made me.
I say Okay.
You ask, if I'll be yours again, if they change they're minds.
I say, I'm always yours, forever and always.
Awhile down the road.
I found out you lied.
When you said,
My 'rents made me.
I cried.
And cried.
Till one day,
I found out why you lied.
You tried to make the break up,
a lot less painfull then it had to be if I knew the truth.
She told me,
He didn't mean to hurt you.
He really didn't.
And I feel bad.
Because I feel like it's sort of my fault.
If I didn't start talking to him again.
You'd still be happy.
Then, so would I.
I feel guilty for what I did.
And, I'm sorry.
So now.
I wait.
For your desicion.
On who it's going to be,
Who you seem to love more.
Me, or her.
She's an amazing girl.
And If I don't deserve you.
She does.
So now.
We wait.
For who gets to be happy.
And who gets to just be happy for the other girl.