staind heart
Theres tear stains on my pillow where my head use to be,
I dont know how to tell u that I wish u'd be with me.
You tell me im not your type and that it just wouldnt work,
Then youu turn to leave and i see ur smurk.
You dont even give me a chance and yet you judge me so harshly,
It pisses me off that we can give it time.
But thats just why i dont care if i cant call you mine,
ill find the one who wants my love and cares to be called mine.
i just hope i find her before i run out of time,
appearence is nothing as long as shes sweet and kind,
thats the kind of girl id love to call mine.
I dont know how to tell u that I wish u'd be with me.
You tell me im not your type and that it just wouldnt work,
Then youu turn to leave and i see ur smurk.
You dont even give me a chance and yet you judge me so harshly,
It pisses me off that we can give it time.
But thats just why i dont care if i cant call you mine,
ill find the one who wants my love and cares to be called mine.
i just hope i find her before i run out of time,
appearence is nothing as long as shes sweet and kind,
thats the kind of girl id love to call mine.
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