I hate it when you tell me about those drugs,
but i love it when you do that smile.
I hate it when you talk about other girls,
but i love it when i know that you're there.
I hate it when i cry like this,
but i love it when its all better.
But this time i dont know what you will think,
because of the hurt and pain i've brought togeather.
Kiss me once, to say hello,
kiss me twice for nothing,
kiss me the sweetest sorrow,
that this will be our last.
I dont want to lose what we had,
before we ever went out,
i want that friendship to come back,
but its your choice to discover.
I dont like to say its over,
til i am truly dead.
but once its said and done,
its all out of my head.
Our last kiss is a painful one,
i remember all we've done.
the times we shared and those we havent.
a battle lost can be a battle won. |
