Than With Words

Make no doubt about it from the top of the world I'll shout it baby I want you as my own Some thing is making me crazy thought it wouldn't fade me til I looked at the ring you have back then thought I'd understand Never thought you'd betray me never thought this would say me now here I am all alone Better get myself together Find away to nevermind the weather keep myself from feeling all alone When the doorbell rang I wandered Glad I got the second chance for it Got so tired of being alone she speak unkind often her deceptions are made stories that her peers are amused of my troubling stories for her friends she liken her self to those she wishes her effection and betray's those who she knows love her what healther sickness she spends that each difference is chored to understanding each difference is nighted, so that an excuse to shine is needed for each troubling she speaks me unkind in those circles their a satan am I a whoremonger with no reason to exist and the love is for the next man to come by what has us in wonder until the truth is spoke of she sleeps with dogs and complains of flees and I am he who hears such things clasp the whore as she scrambles and hides on the edges of the fields the dense forest that are full of trees are full of fruit: feast on the harvest of the fields a languish of neithering a made circumstance thats unreal spread the words among the scabs, that they might take time to heal the flesh of the beast to nurture them a reflection of times unreal a lensing