Fuck me over

tossed into depression
happiness in remission
because of this session
it is now my mission

you tell me your in love
and that for me, you'd die
but to me all you do is shove
so those words form a lie

one that implants inside me
makes me blind to your action
under your covers i can't see
loss of my life, to your satisfaction

while your house is paid
my small wallet does run dry
so when we used to get laid
your hands reached for my thigh

and when you found out i was broke
you blamed me for your sadness
and my life you began to choke
now it's in deep chaotic madness

and i could care less now
but you still blame me for
everything you did somehow
i can't take that much more

because somethings slipping
i don't know if it's my thought
or if it's your skirt that's ripping
but, i think in hell you want me to rot.
so your leaking half empty heart can stop dripping....

by LifeIsIronic
posted on 03/02/2009