Tuesday, August 30, 2011

I know more then you

Am I Alive?
I Thought I was, But then everyone told me i wasn't
Missing those nights, Missing those kisses, Missing You
So, I'm sorry, I'm not as alive as you.
It's still better to know that i know more then you.

I know what its like to be Crazy
I know what its like to be free
And you sit there and wonder why
I know more then you

Twenty years in the future
You can come to me in the past
And tell me not to miss the moments that are now
And ill tell you to kiss your pretty ass
It's still better to know that i know more then you.

I know what its like to be pissed
I know what its like to be fucked
And you sit there in your stew
Wonder why i say fuck you

I wanted love, I wanted condolence.
You give me criticism, and then a kiss
I want to dive to the briny depths
but your happy in the shallow end.
So have fun with your Swim instructor
cause i have a fishy chick who knows me better then you.

I know that you loved me.
I know that you cared
But you sit there and wonder
why i need more.

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