How the hell could you blame this on me?
Did I make you kiss me that night?
Did I make you get the taxi down to the party?
Did I make you get out at my place instead of near yours?
Did I make you lie to her?
Did I make you tell me you love me?
Did I make you smile and hold me?
Did I make you come out with us all those times,
And pretend like you're 'one of them'?
No.
You did it all by yourself.
What a big boy you are now.
You can lie to your numbers all by yourself,
You can sleep with me - all by yourself,
You can tell me you love me - all by yourself,
And keep it all up and you'll be crying - all by yourself.
...i do believe im in love with this write...:). the flow and the images in my head are just perfect...