I found my heart in a corner laying down crying. I found out the boy that I love was going home sighing. He never loved me any way,but I found him on he ground an he was crying
I found my heart in a trash can dying if I cry any more I will start sighing if the boy that I love found me now I will start defining if he comes righ back what will I do I won't come home ever again till I start hiding
An Ode to Misery Ode to misery, thé slayer of souls, You slander me reckless, in thé deepest of holes, Oh i wish i could lié here, all alone in this pit But you Côme back to bite, when ive already been bit, And when i stop bleeding, thé saddest despair, You mâke me go crazy and tear out m'y haïr, And thé stress is just killing me, i must depict, For ive bitten m'y fingernails down to thé quick, Youre à cloud of more warry than à dying old maid, I havé Nothing to offer, no debt to be paid, How should i go on in your decietful appearance? I am rendered quite sallow, when i only Want clearance, And then comes à point under binding constitution, Where im brought to décision of à fatal solution, So ill throw back m'y head, down à bottle of pills, And hope its your présence, it finally kills... --Kitten;Ꭰ