After our storm....

My blog used to be titled: My journey through my new life. That title is still correct, this is a new life, after our storm. We do see the light.....

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Hate me

i have to block out thoughts of you so i don’t lose my head
they crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed
dropping little reels of tape to remind me that i’m alone
playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home
there's a burning in my pride a nervous bleeding in my brain
an ounce of peace is all i want for you will you never call again
and will you never say that you loved me just to put it in my face
and will you never try to reach me it is i that wanted space

hate me today hate me tomorrow
hate me for all the things i didn’t do for you
hate me in ways yea ways hard to swallow
hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you

i’m sober now for three whole months it’s one accomplishment that you helped me with
the one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing i wont touch again
in my sick way i want to thank you for holding my head up late at night
while i was busy waging wars on myself you were trying to stop the fight
you never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate
you made me compliment myself when it was way to hard to take
so i’ll drive so f***ing far away that i never cross your mind
and do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind

hate me today hate me tomorrow
hate me for all the things i didn’t do for you
hate me in ways yea ways hard to swallow
hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you

with a sad heart i say bye to you and wave
kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that i had made
and like a baby boy i never was a man until i saw your blue eyes cry
and i held your face in my hand and then i fell down yelling make it go away
just make her smile come back and shine just like it use to be
and then she whispered how can you do this to me

hate me today hate me tomorrow
hate me for all the things i didn’t do for you
hate me in ways yea ways hard to swallow
hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you for you for you for you...
written by: justin furstenfeldproduced and recorded by: chuck reed / justin furstenfeld

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