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Rated: 13+ · Lyrics · Relationship · #932819
Wrote this in five minutes in History last December, I think. Punk song about a girl.
(This in () indicates a second singer)


A single rose lays on your desk
He's being romantic can he give it a rest?
(I know its hard, but it won't help!)
(I know its hard, but it won't help!)
To find him and give him a barage of karate chops
Like Bruce Lee's arts, it will hurt a lot
(Why don't you try to save yourself?)
(Why don't you try to save yourself?)

From those things I have to see
(I know you're my friend but it's even killing me!)

I try to run, I try to hide
(But you're still on his mind)
I try to run, I try to hide
(But you're still on his mind)
I can't keep going on, nevermore
I can't keep running cause my feet are sore
My friends never listen (But you never tell!)
I need to quit my bitching
(But then why do you yell?)

I try to follow but I can't compare
To the way he looks at you, the way he stares
(You can't keep doing this to yourself!)
(You can't keep doing this to yourself!)
With my head up againist this concrete wall
Smashing my head againist it cause I lost it all
(Is it too late for me to help?)
(Is it too late for me to help?)

Why can't I just try to see
(You know the way to her heart but you lost the key!)

I try to run, I try to hide
(But you're still on his mind)
I try to run, I try to hide
(But you're still on his mind)
I can't keep going on, nevermore
I can't keep running cause my feet are sore
My friends never listen (But you never tell!)
I need to quit my bitching
(But then why do you yell?)

I'm a loner who lost his grip
The little boy who felt deathly sick
I have no hope for you
I have no hope for you
I have no hope for you (She'll destroy you!)
I have no hope for you (She'll destroy you!)
I have no hope for you (She'll destroy you!)
I have no hope for you (She'll destroy you!)
She'll destroy me!

She'll be the death of me if you couldn't tell
Cause I'm running in circles, dodging my flail
From hitting me (From hitting her)
From hitting me (From smashing her)
From hitting me (From killing her)
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