12 februari 2009

I hate the world today. You're so good to me. I know, but I can't change.
Tried to tell you, but you look at me like maybe I'm an angel.
Underneath. Innocent and sweet.
Yesterday I cried. You must have been relieved to see the softer side.
I can understand how you'd be so confused. I don't envy you.
I'm a little bit of everything all rolled into one.

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover. I'm a child, I'm a mother.
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint. I do not feel ashamed.

I'm your health, I'm your dream. I'm nothing in between.
You know you wouldn't want it any other way.

So take me as I am. This may mean you'll have to be a stronger man.
Rest assured that when I start to make you nervous and I'm going to extremes.
Tomorrow I will change and today won't mean a thing.

Just when you think you've got me figured out the season's already changing.
I think it's cool you do what you do and don't try to save me.

I'm a bitch, I'm a tease. I'm a goddess on my knees.
When you hurt, when you suffer I'm your angel undercover.
I've been numbed, I'm revived. Can't say I'm not alive.

You know I wouldn't want it any other wa.

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