A Writer's Reference

Deep beneath your skin

You know this feels so right to you

But trust me girl with him you don't know

What your getting yourself into

Crawl under the sheets

With an unfamiliar face

It's getting back at me you want

It's to kill my so called grace

But now the tables have turned

There's one seat left at mine

And you're still choking on your word

No wonder why your still alone

A body bruised and beaten blue and black

No wonder why you sleep with the window open

You do this to yourself

Limping to your car

You never thought it would end like this

But your hero in his armor

Wasn't playing with those fists

So innocent and still

You lay against your truck's window

Replaying what looks to me as karma

Taking its last blow

And now you call yourself a lover?

All I know is that I love to hate

And how good it feels, to love to hate you

No wonder why you're still alone

A body bruised and beaten blue and black

No wonder why you sleep with the window open

You do this to yourself

Your lies, buried beneath the truth

Your lies, it's so hard to see through

Your lies, buried beneath the truth

Your lies, it's so hard to see through

Regret me, don't forget me

I want you to remember

Regret me, don't forget me

The last chance that you'll have to stay awake

No wonder why you're still alone

A body bruised and beaten blue and black

No wonder why you sleep with the window open

You do this to yourself

Regret me, don't forget me

I want you to remember

Regret me, don't forget me

The last chance that you'll have to stay awake

Regret me, don't forget me

I want you to remember

Regret me, don't forget me

The last chance that you'll have to stay awake

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