January 10th

There are days when I feel like I'm over it
And then there are days where I look at you
And remember how you were able to look at me
Deep in my eyes and lie to me.

That's a pain that can't escape me
and anyone saying it can is lying to themselves.

Maybe this was just a trial and error,
You couldn't keep your hands to yourself
And I paid the price.

I should be worth more than lies and cheap drinks

I don't care about where your head was
Because that doesn't fix shit for me
That doesn't make me feel better,
That's just you creating excuses for yourself
To excuse yourself of guilt.
It's a copout, you're a coward.

And I was the one who was hurt
Fuck your tears and feelings
You did this to me
January tenth
That's the date and its coming up again
Swear your loyalties to me now
But where the hell were they before...