How can I ask anyone to love me when all I do is beg to be left alone?
Everybody acts like I'm nuts. I'm not nuts I just want to feel it all.
I have a very steadfast tendency to parent myself, to monitor my development into the person I want to be. I try to keep the corruption minimal. And though I advocate learning from my mistakes as much as making mistakes, I also try and make sure my mistakes do not cost other people.
I only write when I'm angry or sad, so because that's when I just have to write... If I'm having a good time and I'm happy and things are going really well, why would I want to stop what I'm doing to go and write at the piano?
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I really don't think anything I do is a mistake. It could be if I didn't learn from it.
I took off my glasses while you were yelling at me once more than once so as not to see you see me react. Should've put 'em, should've put 'em on again so I could see you see me sincerely yelling back.
Cause I don't appreciate People who Don't appreciate
Go with yourself.
I tell you how I feel But you don't care I say tell me the truth But you don't dare You say love is a hell You cannot bear And I say gimme mine Back and then go there For all I care.
And I could liken you to a lot of things But I always come around 'Cause in the end I'm a sensible girl I know the fiction of the fix
My scars were reflecting the mist in your headlights I looked like a neon zebra, shaking rain off her stripes
The early cars already are drawing deep breaths past my door. And last night's phrases sick with lack of basis are still writhing on my floor.
I have never been So insulted in all my life I could swallow the seas To wash down all this pride First you run like a fool Just to be at my side And now you run like a fool But you just run to hide.
I'm a tulip in a cup. I stand no chance of growing up.