Post by zep on Jul 19, 2005 23:24:43 GMT -5
The truth?
You cant handle the truth,
The truth is what puts a blade to my wrist,The truth is what keeps
me down,The truth is what kills people everyday,The truth is what
kills innocence,The truth is true love doesnt exist,The truth is
everyone is out to get you,The truth is sometimes...nobody wants
you. The truth is no matter how many favors you do for them, no
matter how many times you're the person thats there for them, no
matter how much you sacrifice, when they close their eyes, you're
not the person they see, unless its help they need,
You're the panacea, the morphine for their pain, but he's the one
she wants, so give up, because you can make her laugh you can make
her smile, but she doesnt want that, she wants him, because he's
everything you're not.
So give up, give up with me, shed those heavy tears, bleed those
hurts away, and when you awake, kick her in the teeth, just like she
did to you everytime she went back to him.
You drove 300miles across the country to pick her up when she was
crying and wanted to come home, you talked her out of her rage, out
of her tears, you carried her into her bed, took off her shoes and
held her hand till she fell asleep, then you left. You though for
sure this time she'd see you, this time she'd obviously see you're
the right choice. But no the next day she asked you to drive her
back, she had the nerve to ask this to your face with a bright
cheerful smile, so you did, you drove her the whole way without one
single comment, you just smiled and make her laugh, and when you got
back you just went back to your video games, you waited for that
call saying she was sorry. But it never came, day after day you
stayed up all night waiting for a fucking call, but it never came.
Not a thank you, not a hug, nothing...The truth is, she never liked
you, you were useful, now you're not.
Truth hurts doesn't it?
-Jason Robtoy-
You cant handle the truth,
The truth is what puts a blade to my wrist,The truth is what keeps
me down,The truth is what kills people everyday,The truth is what
kills innocence,The truth is true love doesnt exist,The truth is
everyone is out to get you,The truth is sometimes...nobody wants
you. The truth is no matter how many favors you do for them, no
matter how many times you're the person thats there for them, no
matter how much you sacrifice, when they close their eyes, you're
not the person they see, unless its help they need,
You're the panacea, the morphine for their pain, but he's the one
she wants, so give up, because you can make her laugh you can make
her smile, but she doesnt want that, she wants him, because he's
everything you're not.
So give up, give up with me, shed those heavy tears, bleed those
hurts away, and when you awake, kick her in the teeth, just like she
did to you everytime she went back to him.
You drove 300miles across the country to pick her up when she was
crying and wanted to come home, you talked her out of her rage, out
of her tears, you carried her into her bed, took off her shoes and
held her hand till she fell asleep, then you left. You though for
sure this time she'd see you, this time she'd obviously see you're
the right choice. But no the next day she asked you to drive her
back, she had the nerve to ask this to your face with a bright
cheerful smile, so you did, you drove her the whole way without one
single comment, you just smiled and make her laugh, and when you got
back you just went back to your video games, you waited for that
call saying she was sorry. But it never came, day after day you
stayed up all night waiting for a fucking call, but it never came.
Not a thank you, not a hug, nothing...The truth is, she never liked
you, you were useful, now you're not.
Truth hurts doesn't it?
-Jason Robtoy-