don't come knocking
You came knocking on my door.
After you said you don’t need me.
You claim you’re not sure.
But I don’t want the headache.
You don’t want to leave me,
Nor do you want to see me cry.
You had hurt me once,
But never again.
whenever you threw dirt o me,
You lost a little ground.
You were once
The fire in my eyes,
The embers left of my heart,
Now the ashes of a funeral
After the things I tried,
The tears I’ve cried.
I don’t need you anymore,
So don’t come knocking on my door.
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