IRC-Galleria

I must be crazy, feeding him the bullshit
attitudes and tryin to hold out that shit was useless
The more i tried to back up, the more he kept comin
Lie after lie, shit, lieing wasn't nuthin
Tear after tear come down, tellin me to be cool
all i need is you baby, nobody could be you
believed him, he decieved me, just to keep me
Callin me from spots, sayin how he need me
I had to step back, he got me stressed out
this ain't what i planned, thought i had my life sketched out
I guess not, love me to hurt me
hurt me to make-up,
then make-up to desert me.