pommer96
Take these broken promises
And shove 'em down your lying throat
I've been crying over broken glass
When you should be choking on the mess
I hear your name, and my blood boils
I see you, and all you don't deserve
You hug me, and I'm filled with hate
You greet me, and I feel so mocked
It's people like you in this world
Who waste everything they touch
If I could I'd take 'em all out
And you'd be the first to go
Regretably, I'm civil with a conscience
And so my fantasies remain unfulfilled
Someday I vow the courage or insanity
To get a transport truck to take you out