sábado, 18 de octubre de 2008

I didn’t give a damn what you say to me, I don’t really care what you think of me. Cus either way you're gonna think what you believe, there’s nothing you could say that would hurt me. I’m better off without you anyway, I thought it would be hard but I’m ok. I don’t need you if you’re gonna be that way, because with me, it’s all or nothing. I’m sick of this shit, don’t deny. You’re a waste of time, I’m sick of this shit, don’t ask why. I hate you now, so go away from me. You’re gone, so long, I can do better, I can do better. Hey, hey you, I found myself again. That’s why you’re gone, I can do better, I can do better. You’re so full of it, I can’t stand the way you act. I just can’t comprehend, I don’t think that you can handle it. I’m way over, over it.