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Humble Pie

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No. You're wrong.
You have been. All along.
Wrong choice. Wrong words.
You can't know. I'm too hurt.
I'm not what you say I am.
But even though I throw your words back in your face,
I still want to be friends...

If I have to listen to you anymore,
I'm going to run head first out the door,
You've got me withering on the floor,
I can't take you anymore,

I tried to sympathize,
I tried to be nice,
How do I drill it into your thick skull,
That you're beautiful?

Not going to say it anymore,
You don't listen,
Just a waste of breathe,
Screaming at a deaf angel,

Humble pie,
Ain't got nothing on you,
Bittersweet smile,
Is your only move,
And you miss the point when we argue,
Not going to say it anymore boy,
No more screaming till my lungs die,
That you're beautiful...

You've got no senses,
You're too within yourself,
Don't even notice the sunrises,
Don't notice no-one else,

You're in your own world,
I tried to bring it down,
You made this little girl,
Throw away her crown...

Not going to say it anymore,
You don't listen,
Just a waste of breathe,
Screaming at a deaf angel,

Humble pie,
Ain't got nothing on you,
Bittersweet smile,
Is your only move,
And you miss the point when we argue,
Not going to say it anymore boy,
No more screaming till my lungs die,
That you're beautiful...
This is for Chris. Of course. Maybe it will get through his head now. Another one on the way called "Screaming at an Angel"
© 2009 - 2024 Dear-Dire-Heart
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I don't want to hurt you.