Tired of all the hate.
Tired of all the lies.
But instead of making up.
You bitch and cry.
Yeah, I might have done something wrong.
Yeah, I might be a little headstrong.
But every time you try to get along.
I look down at you and say.
"Hey, this is wrong."
You lied to my face.
You lied to my friends.
You lied about everything.
When does it end?
I gave you too many chances.
I gave you too much time.
But when you do it again.
You become sour like a lime.
Your face, evil and mean.
Your body, unkind and unclean.
Your mind is a mess, go clean it out.
If you don't, Goodbye, peace, I'm out.
Once you realize how much this hurts me.
You'll finally see how broken are we.
My heart, broken and shattered.
And It's all your fault.
Now's it time to get battered.
I'll beat you at this game of your's.
I'm tired of it, what a bore.
Your actions and words are no more than knifes.
But I'll dull them, break them.
And end this strife.
One by one, we fall down.
And all we do is hit the ground.
But at the end of it all.
What's the point?
Why do we Brawl?
When it's done, we're all bloodied up.
When it's done, you finally give up.
Can we end this, go back to us.
Can we end this, no more to discuss
We can fly like birds, free like doves.
Will you be mine or not.
My love.
