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Bam Bam.
It ended in nothing.
Bam Bam.
Baby, was it nothing all along?
It just died like a shot to the head.
Bam Bam.
You said you loved me,
But now I know that you never really knew
What love was.
Bam Bam.
You said you needed me,
But now I know that you never really did.
You’d hold out your hand, and I’d
Hold on for so long,
But, when I’d hold out MY hand,
Nothing was there.
Empty air.
Bam Bam. Bam Bam.
You call me the liar,
You call me the thief,
You sit there with that demented grin,
And stare at my grief,
Was I not the one who helped you?
The one who held you down?
Was I not the one who loved you?
Until you broke me down?
I’m sick of the blame!
I’m sick of your shame!
I’m sick of running around, by myself,
In this two-player game!
You never understood me,
And you never will.
All I can hope for,
Is for these gashes to heal.
For these bullet holes in my heart
To heal.
Bam Bam, baby.
You’re dead to me now.
 xiCarlax · Sat Oct 27, 2007 @ 05:19pm · 3 Comments |
