i wonder now if you're just dumb, or what.
i'm not gonna play the guessing game with you.
'cause baby, i think it's just my imagination.
but damn, stop saying things like those.
'cause you just make me fall harder and harder.
and my sanity's already stretched thin.
you mean too much now,
and i'm afraid to lose it all would be deadly.

words that you say always seem equivocal.
or maybe it's just the damned mind playing tricks on me.
there's this awfully sweet smell,
and i never know if it's natural.
i'm tearing myself up inside,
battling with all the angst and whathaveyou.

you make me happy, that's for sure.
but baby, please stop saying that you'll make me truly happy.
'cause those damned words mean so much more.
and false hope is what will break my heart.
'cause it's too soft and breaking already.
unless you sell armour for the heart,
or just wait till i've learnt to harden it,
before you can start saying those things you do.
'cause then it wouldn't matter.
i'll be too far gone to care.

give me alcohol, and make me high.
the booze will make me lose my senses.
telling me that you like being with me ain't helping.
babe, couldn't you just think before you say.
teach me to go drunk,
and i'll be your most ardent fan.

i'll never tell you though,
unless by some remote chance you say the same thing.
that'll make my day youknowthat?
i'll be the happiest girl on earth,
if only those words will leave your mouth one day.
though frankly, i think it's all in my head.
the only time i'll hear it is when i sleep at night,
or in my constant daydreams.
for then i'll hear your voice, and see your face.
and i'll be hearing the exact ones that i'd love you to say.

for now, please don't leave me dry and hanging.
don't give me the hope, only to crush it one day.
'cause you'll probably affect me, the way no one else can.
and i'll go crazy, if i'm broken again.
please don't break my fragile self.
but then again, don't leave me all alone and sad.
'cause then, i'll still be broken all alone.

i'm fucked up, yes i know.
i can never figure out what i truly want.
yet baby, somehow i feel that you're the one.
though really, it'll never happen.
'cause to you, i'll always be the little kid.
and babe, i'm really not that young.
it seems to me, that i'm just a little sister.
just someone to relive your stupid childhood with.
but you're not much older either.
a few years doesn't make a hell lot of difference.
but i'll be damned if you care.

stop me from falling pretty please.
i'll give up anything, if you could stop the fall.
'cause i know that there'll be no one there.
with plasters and bandages to patch me up.
instead i'll probably get the jeers and taunts.
of people who warned me but were repelled.
will that happen, i'd like to know.
but somehow, something tells me you won't know.

one more month, that's all i have.
when school starts, you'll probably forget.
i'm probably just a means of entertainment.
to while away your days of boredom.
it doesn't matter i hope to say.
'cause i get it all the time.

but baby please know that i'm sick of it.
and i will crumble, if treated that way.
'cause thrice is one time too many.
and to fall again would be my death.

so just tell me who i really am.
stop beating about the bush to talk.
cut to the point and lessen the pain.
i'll bring ice to numb my heart.
but then, the friendship will disintegrate.
and damn, you just mean too much to me.
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