Amanda (t0rntearsx) wrote, @ 2006-03-24 18:47:00

THIS ISN'T THE FIRST TIME
That I've fallen apart in front of an audience.

Now that's entertainment,
To watch me fall apart at the keens,
And grovel like a slave who,
Is begging for a little sympathy,
And you dance around on my broken dreams,
Celebrated when I made mistakes.
This song was written about how much I hate you.


I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. This must be love.

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