​killedmyself
Eleven Eleven
Tell me why you're there, when you could be over here
Ask me is this fair, I don't care I don't play fair
Wake me with your hair, I just want you you don't care
Take me over there, I just want you don't you dare

I just want you don't you dare, three more weeks and you don't care
I still find all of your hair, on my shirts and on my chair
Where I cry and sing to you, you don't love me and that's the truth
You left me straight on the floor, for yourself then slammed the door

I might crash into you, pull your hair and cry to you
You just fuck me on the floor, use for sex and cry some more
Brеak my heart a little more you can't takе me cos' I'm a bore
You told me that life's a bore but I can't interest you now

Tell me why you're there, when you could be over here
Ask me is this fair, I don't care I don't play fair
Wake me with your hair, I just want you you don't care
Take me over there, I just want you don't you dare