Maybe I act like they don't mean a thing to me.
Maybe they really don't and I've been telling the truth all
along.
You don't know,
Nobody does.
I take that back,
I do-
But barely.
I hate that they're ripping us apart,
Tearing us to shreads.
At the same time,
I love them,
I love you.
How do I choose?
What makes it the right choice?
Everything is so confusing,
My vision is blurred.
My heart,
Searing with pain
As it burns a hole in my chest.
Will I overcome the pain?
Or allow the pain to overcome me?
right now you're the only thing
that's making any sense to me.
& i don't give a damn what they
say, what they think. you're the
only one who's on my mind.
that's making any sense to me.
& i don't give a damn what they
say, what they think. you're the
only one who's on my mind.
