I lie awake and cry
You made me out to be the bad guy
Your words slander my name
Scattering the pieces
Burning the blame
I took my responsibility
Held it over my head
With a big red arrow pointing down
I lay in my made bed
I can't call you out
Or make you take your blame
Because obviously they'll see it and look at you with shame
Don't worry love
Because those lies you told
Made everyone point my way
Making me live with it
Day after day
1 comment:
tears are okay. :)
mostly.
these beautiful words you're writing can be used in so many different situations, sometimes i wonder if i'm the bad guy. :/ I hope i'm not, but if i am, i'm sorry, love.
love ya dearly. :D
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