well it seems we are at the same place again....
always ending up at a cross road between trust and denial
You said this wouldn't happen anymore...
that it was going to be the last time
I grow tired of your constant use of story telling
I am not some character in your fable of fibs
I have a mind of my own... and
I don't try to be someone else
cause I have been hurt so many times
I don't try to be vindictive towards those
who tore me down and left me in shambles
I am the person that I want to be
Strong and independent..and I don't need
to carry your weight along with mine...
You've made your bed...now lay in it
I am through bailing you out..when I don't
matter to you at all
I built my bridge...
Don't cry to me when you have burnt your's
You should have know that I would never let you fall
But you had no problem letting me take the plunge
Then turn around and ask me for favors...hahaha...
You can take your story book of a wannabe
and burn it with the flames of my resolve
Cause we are done...and now you live
in the shadows of a friendship that gone sweet and sour
Enjoy your life...cause mine is much better with out you in it..
That is the end of our tale