Treasure Island

destiny tatum


Careless


you were careless with this heart of mine
it seems like all you did was wast my time
when i needed you here you wern't there
you never cared

you were careless with this love of mines
i tryed and tryed to prove to you
did i ever crouse your mind
no you never thought twice

you were careless with this life of mines
because of you i never got my chance to shine
i gave you my all
but you never gave back
all you ever did was take this and take that

so today is the day that i say stop
no more enought is enought so do me a faver and get your shit and leave because this careless shit will not bind me

Submitted: Tuesday, September 15, 2009
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