I'd probably miss you as long as I exist; Maybe get more depressed than I already am, With you being so nonchalant towards my affection for you Pride courses through your veins Your words are neither here nor there And you never admit if you have any feelings left to spare for me Your eyes never betray your feelings You make me tug at your shoulders and get distracted someway It drives me nuts to give so much, for nothing at all. So baby, if you want to leave, biko leave. You've done so much messing with my head and all Carrying your shoulders up high and rubbing it in my face We both know I have my fair share of pride And so, I'll never mouth anymore good sweet words into your ears. You don't know what you do to me But now henceforth you've become a scam to me Everything I thought we share shall now be referred to as the crap it is Your network has faded from my receptor And the pride in you? It reeks of something between pure attracti...
On other days, the ink reflects my thoughts better than my lips ever would...