I stare at you as the fight begins once again
It’s the same thing over and over, almost like it will never end
Why am I the subject of your anger when I am not causing it
When we can fight the good fight, and both never lose
Your phone screen lights up, texts from him causing us both to cringe
You say “I am so over him”, but you told me that when you lost your cool
I watch you fade, little by little, knowing he’s to blame
But how can I stop you when you are like a moth to a flame
I know it isn’t fault, it’s just part of his twisted game
But I wish you would wake up, and realize that you aren’t the same
Your fire dwindles, his hand closing in around it
Can’t you just see for yourself that you need to take aim
Fire the gun and take back your own name
It seems a star has lost its light
How can you see out of those glossed over eyes?
Can you tell me how we got here?
Fighting over some douche who can’t even see over his own meat
I miss you so, so please don’t let him take you away from everyone who loves you so
No, this isn’t your fault, but please just see that there is better for you
Even if your curse yourself and call yourself names
You can’t stand looking at yourself in the mirror, so you let others break it
You catch fire when you’re most confident but you let yourself be extinguished
Just understand that the face looking back in the mirror is the only face you will ever have
So don’t let others change it for you
This probably goes back to your childhood
How your mother would do the same
That doesn’t mean you have to repeat the behavior and let yourself feel vain
Seeing you for you will be the best medicine
And help fix your ailing brain
It seems a star has lost its light
How can you see out of those glossed over eyes?
Can you tell me how we got here?
Fighting over some douche who can’t even see over his own meat
I miss you so, so please don’t let him take you away from everyone who loves you so
I’ve seen you stop this, over and over
And everytime you say it’s the last you go back to him
I believe in you so just let me know
No, this show will never be over
I made a little something something for one of my favourite Batman villains!
“Some people care too much. I think it’s called love.”
— A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
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So I jumped on that "Jolene's Response" trend and I made it gay. Is this something any of you would be interested in hearing?
Dolly, Dolly, Dolly, Dolly
Believe me when I say I don't want your man
Dolly, Dolly, Dolly, Dolly
Stealing him has never been my plan
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I cannot compete with you
I was just something shiny and new
But you deserve better than that man
He was going to throw you away
All he wanted to do was play
But I'd much rather be with you
Dolly
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You're the one I really want
And I really think that we could taunt
That pathetic excuse of a man
Dolly
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I know what he means to you
But think about what he's put you through
Is he really worth it in the end
Dolly
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Dolly, Dolly, Dolly, Dolly
Believe me when I say I don't want your man
Dolly, Dolly, Dolly, Dolly
Stealing him has never been my plan
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Your love for him has made you blind
But I really hope that you can find
What really makes you happy
Dolly
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I'm glad you had this talk with me
I understand, but don't you see
The last thing I wanna do is hurt you
Dolly
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Dolly, Dolly, Dolly, Dolly
Believe me when I say I don't want your man
Dolly, Dolly, Dolly, Dolly
Stealing him has never been my plan
Dolly, Dolly
Loveee her
Where are you going? Well, I don’t know, myself. Not much to say about me But it’s clear you have somewhere to be. You, Follow me down, follow me over Crossing the street into the dark With no sense for danger. You, Tell me you’re hurt. You see fit to plead. Why tell me don’t go When you’re first to leave? I, Take it all back I don’t pretend It’s not an attack No, this is the end. (This is the end.) You’ve got to be kidding me Saying you’ve got your demons You played yourself Saying we all have our reasons You, Follow me down, follow me over Crossing the street into the dark With no sense for danger. You, You don’t understand Pray, what do you think? Don’t know what you had But you’ve always had me You, Tell me you’re hurt. You see fit to plead. Why tell me I’m cruel When you’re first to leave? Darling, it’s true that we all have our reasons If I was cruel I would cut you to pieces. I, Take it all back I don’t pretend It’s not an attack No, this is the end. (This is the end.) (I don’t want to leave) (I don’t want to leave)
Love that horror movies have the most iconic musicals. It’s so sad I can’t see Scream’d in person I am LAMENTING
I quite liked that book
my brother’s built firm of bronze, steel and gold he’s everything the kingdom wants blond, tall and broad effortlessly strong he’s everything that I am not my body was born of marble and stone my mind tends to always keep score while my brother was sculpted by gods and the trusted I’m the scraps on the workshop floor
I was built frail of a trail of pale little fragments the scraps of my creed hair of raven’s plume darker than doom with eyes that are greener than greed my body was born of marble and stone my mind tends to always want more my dear brother was sculpted by gods that we trusted I’m the scraps on the workshop floor
untrusted, unproven unwanted, unloved always a Raven but never a dove sure, he’s the solution he’s oh, so beloved but I’m still stuck
my friend is built thin of rose, gold and gin she’s sweeter than anything I’ve got blonde, tall and pretty effortlessly witty she’s all that my wicked heart wants my body was born of glaciers and thorns my heart puts my foot in the door while my lover’s hand-sculpted emerald encrusted I’m the scraps on the workshop floor I’m the foot in the workshop door I’m the scraps on the workshop floor