I was there in the beginning
I was there when the love grew
I was there when you broke her heart
So I'm glad that it's through
She does too, though she'll never say
You abused her heart, her mind, her soul
How she got up every morning, I'll never know
Through torment and pain, she forced out a smile
To please you dearest Jesse, but what's left to show?
And yet it's you that gets to walk away
You get to leave her in the dust
While she'll sit and rot and rust
You can move to a better meaning
While she's wishing she was dreaming
She'll hope for a better day
But you'll move on with no delay
But you're lucky
'Cuz you get to walk away
But I swear to God
You'll pay
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
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