Having your head on my shoulder
And my arm wrapped around yours
You'd smile
And I'd lay the tip of my mouth on your head for a while
Too many say that, that doesn't mean anything
And I never hit it far
"Did the blood even head south"
Stupid perverts
If Things could have stayed that way
When you would walk from behind me and would lean on by back till I came around to greet you
Now we say goodbye with you giving me a look of despise
And if I'm lucky we shake hands
You admit you've been sick and depressed
In a humorous sort of way
You believe your joking
I'm the only one who knows your not
You always seem to be "PMSing"
And say things that tend to hurt me
you called me a "dick"
A "bigot"
And a "sexists bastard"
Even tough I didn't say anything
And no one could tell where that came from
You've become moody and isolate yourself from the world
You minimize your contact with people as much as you can
Your life seems consumed by the Internet
And you'll even block us
Even If things never rekindle between us
I wish I could help you
But you shut down when anyone try's
Shallow your damn pride
You're making yourself and everyone around you miserable