sitting on my bed in a house that's not my own
waiting or a ring from you on the telephone,
But you do not call.
I never hear your ring
So I start crying, wish that I was dying
but it does no good. I does NO good.
I'm here because you left me,
and I wait for another chance to live
to try again, living through the clouds and rain.
I made it through my rehab and did my time with therapists
but still it does no good, it does NO good.
so I brak down and call you up.
I even plan to stnatch you up while you're at work
But it does no good. it does NO good.
I try to clear all thoughts of you cause
you won't ever change your mind.
it does no good. it does NO good.
just tell me you don't love me,
that you'll never love me.
It does no good.hiding from he truth does NO good.
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