07-19-2007, 04:44 AM
your tires squeal against the pavement..
saying, "goodbye,
i just can't love you anymore."
with an apathetic attitude
i'm thinking 'what a mistake..'
but who cares?
i don't need you anyways.
that dress you bought for me
looks good on my best friend.
the ring you wouldn't take back,
wonder how much money i could get.
and thanks for supporting my pyromania,
our pictures give me something to burn.
you'll come crawling back to me
i'll laugh when you say your lesson's learned.
I'll bloom as the poison flower
and become the flower that blooms again.
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