Tears,
from a man who can't get what he wants
from a boy that comes crawling out to the surface
Years,
of building strength
of confidence that is fed to the lions
It's been such a waste
All the times I walked on the sidewalks passing your house
Not a glimpse of you, not a smile on me
These locks were ment to keep me from pain
But rather left me with sadness
Not a glimpse of you, not a smile on me
I wasted my time on you!
And there were plenty more of better ones to do
But I wasted my times with being so obsessed with you
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