Next Time
Next time you look I'm lookin away
Next time you smile I'm turnin away
Next time you need me I won't be needin you
Next time you want me I won't pull you through
Next time you need to talk go talk to her
evidently I'm not good enough to be in her place
still can't believe you lied to her face
telling her we were nothing when you know we were more
I thought you were what I was looking for
I guess I was wrong
but you were worse
and I'm about to break free of this curse
have a wonderful life
it won't be with me
Because I've finally allowed myself to be free
Copyright © Chelsea Clouser | Year Posted 2006
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