7.30.97


stop asking these questions
what is it you’re really wanting to find?
what have i done for the last couple of days?
where was i last night?

or better yet WHO was i with?
and WHO am i fucking?

well i haven’t fucked anyone recently!
i haven’t passed out drunk on the city streets!
i haven’t done anything you want to hear!

do you feel better now
well, don’t pretend to care

i’m screaming for help
desperate to be near

if only you knew
if only i could tell
it’s over between us
o.k. you won

are you happy now
cuz i am not

i’m tired of the games
of the repeated patterns you so love to play

i can’t undo the past
i can’t erase a year and a half
this is my life to live
these are my mistakes to make

so STOP with the questions
the interrogation that makes me bleed
just leave me alone
and let me be free