All By Yourself

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.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written to him when he hurt me.

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Kris Grula's picture

...i do believe im in love with this write...:). the flow and the images in my head are just perfect...