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Do I Even Mean Anything?
You tell me on facebook "ily, bby"
Not even taking the time to type it out...
You ask me constantly if I am going to leave
I lay in bed crying at night because you forget me
So many guys want to be in my life that it hurts...
It hurts that I have to break their trusting gaze
Because I'm looking towards you...
Looking, hoping praying that your love is true
When I met you I told you to call me Kitty or Blue
But instead you call me by my real name, something few people do
When we first got together we were hotter then fire and gasoline
Now We're barely a half empty lighter on a chain smoker
When did things fade away? When did things start to change?
When did you finally get sick of being with me?
You still tell me you love me... But I have to say it first...
Am I just a nuisance? Do I actually annoy you?
Tears fill my eyes as my feelings I compromise...
You are getting away with my murder
The murder of my heart and soul, the flash in my eyes
I become the meekest child under your gaze
And I just no longer know what to do...
Because I fear I no longer love you..
Not even taking the time to type it out...
You ask me constantly if I am going to leave
I lay in bed crying at night because you forget me
So many guys want to be in my life that it hurts...
It hurts that I have to break their trusting gaze
Because I'm looking towards you...
Looking, hoping praying that your love is true
When I met you I told you to call me Kitty or Blue
But instead you call me by my real name, something few people do
When we first got together we were hotter then fire and gasoline
Now We're barely a half empty lighter on a chain smoker
When did things fade away? When did things start to change?
When did you finally get sick of being with me?
You still tell me you love me... But I have to say it first...
Am I just a nuisance? Do I actually annoy you?
Tears fill my eyes as my feelings I compromise...
You are getting away with my murder
The murder of my heart and soul, the flash in my eyes
I become the meekest child under your gaze
And I just no longer know what to do...
Because I fear I no longer love you..
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