Note Block

Don’t

Getting drunk all alone on a Tuesday night.
Just don’t know what to do with my life.
You tell me how to live it, but what the hell do you know.
Being raised by your parents, with drugs & alcohol.
You really think that’s the kind of roll model everyone should get.
Learning how to smoke a cigarette and feeling messed up all day.
Cuz that’s not the way, that will make you live your dream on Broadway, or living any kind of luxury life.
It all starts with you, being yourself, tonight.
Forget about the past, all the things that happend are said and done.
‘Cause you are the one, who needs to change now.
Somehow you don’t see. The person I am. The person I want to be.
Just wanted to help you out, the mess you’ve gotten into.
But it looks like I’m not the one you care about.
And you’re not giving me a chance, to live my life with you.
So I have got to let go now, leaving you behind.
Even though you’re the only thing that’s on my mind.
I wish I could make you see, that you are just perfect in every single way.
I’ve lettin’ you here being with me and begged you several times to stay.
Still, you make me believe that I am the one to blame.
After all the things we have gone through, such a shame, such a shame.
I don’t want to deal with it anymore, giving up the fight.
Because you are the one who is getting drunk on a Tuesday night.
So shut up, take care and think about it.
Make something out of your f#cking life.
Just don’t get too excited about it.
‘Cause you still need to figure out what’s wrong and what’s right.

Know it all, feeling tall. February’08. M.B.

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