You Left Me Blue Now I'Ll Crush You
Your clothes and things are in a box
All the doors have brand new locks
And the presents you gave me
Are going to be history
When I throw them in the flames
Of lost love, it's not a game
The way you played with my poor heart
It felt like a stabbing shot
From the weapons that exist
In your soul, which I won't miss
I can't play around no more
With the way you badly tore
My world and heart to the brink
Of destruction you just stink
At treating me with respect
Your a filthy gross insect
That makes my skin always crawl
I just want to see you fall
So I can step on you the way
You've done to me every day
Squashing the life out of you
So I can be free, not blue
And find someone who will say
"I love you" and "It's O.K."
Copyright © Robin Davis | Year Posted 2014
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