The Larry Diaries

Breathe

  It wasn't seeing him kiss a girl or the way we have to hide. It wasn't the fact it made me cry
and it wasn't the way we lied.
For whoever said that love was grand
was never in my place.
Within the dark with emptty hearts and tear tracks down their face.
It's the way he does those things to me
but no one seems to know,
but if he does it to a girl
the whole world gets the show.
I no longer care who see's me down
as i'm in a state of despair
to see my lover fly away
and leave me breathing thin air