Made like a doll, sitting idol, waiting for you.
Make me over; Put me down, Burned up just like you.
Always searching, You never, allowed myself to be found.
Soon enough, This will come back, right back around to you.
You think you own me, twisting my mind against me.
Truth is that you can’t even control your own self.
Please open your eyes, Please try to realize.
It is not to live, but, to live it well.
Irony of your life, is that, I am all you ever had.
If you only knew the things I would have done for you.
Since you didn’t, I think I will let you know the news.
I am leaving you behind, with no memory left inside.
So last night, was the last time you and I will say goodbye.
And yesterday was the last day you will have me by your side.
So last night, was the last night that I kissed you goodbye.
And come tomorrow, it’s the first day of the rest of my life.
Thursday, November 18, 2004
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