A girl's "hate" of the boy who left her alone. |
And sweetheart, your tragic memory is gone Buried six, cold feet under along with a lonely heart Don't flatter yourself honey, thinking there is loving feelings you spawn The only thought in her head is running away before you can tear her even more apart All your pretty words did was shatter her soul like that empty liquor bottle Amazing how both you and that brought temporary security, comfort Oh, and babe, how both ended up destroying her at full throttle Is it not wonderful how now her memories are as tasteful as that cheap import Alcohol kills slowly but so does love Like a gentle, accidently suicide It is far from a situation that she can just undream of Which is why she now falls to her knees at a loney bedside Just a little girl raised on the promise of salvation The only hope left letting some light glimmer through She looks to that light, lets it in without hesitation Maybe now the dismal gray sky will turn blue Oh, but darling we know she's lying to herself She just can't carry on with you so long gone Why else would your ring be on a chain and your picture on the shelf Of course the glass is broken and sprinkled with lyrics to a sad love song Well babe, I guess you just made love the leading cause of death Your memory brought her down with one more sip, one more pill She falls to the bathroom floor as lungs take one more breath Glass shatters, blood pours, and a beating heart is still. |