You're a cold hearted monster
Thats all I can say
"How can you love a monster then?"
My mind asks..
Because even a monster
Can find little glirls who are too blind too see the bad sides
too deaf to hear
too sensless to feel
their minds have been brainwashed
with sweet little talk of love..
you make me feel
like one of those girls
that walk alone at night
and when a stranger stops his car and offer a ride
she says no
he says he'll give her chocolate
and she laughs and says "sure, why not?"
thats how stupid I feel
when I think of wanting you back
what's your heart made of?
it cant possibly have been made of ice
because mine was ice
and you melted it
it must be something else
something, cold
something lifless
that dosnt feel
cant feel something like gold
and I still excuse you and say
its not his fault his heart is made of gold now is it?
and I slap myself for the question
