| Relationships are lame but I allow myself to get attached. To her it's just a game. It's always the same old crap. I get my heart broken, it's easy to predict. I wish I was numb, had no feelings and no love. Sometimes I wish I could fly away. This game of love is not a game I wanna play. It's hard to go on. My heart feels like a ticking timebomb. Why is it that when i allow myself to love it blows up in my face, but when the smoke clears above i do it again but without grace? When I love I can't win, I cry myself to sleep at night. She's out with her friends having the time of her life. Sometimes I wish I could fly away. This game of love is not a game I wanna play. It's hard to go on. My heart feels like a ticking timebomb. Timebomb. Sometimes I wish I could fly away. This game of love is not a game I wanna play. It's hard to go on. My heart feels like a ticking timebomb. 4...3...2...1...Timebomb. |