Oh how I loathe this cycle of abuse
it always starts out evr so nice everything is so shiny and new
with the hope that the promises will hold true
My heart opens to the prospect of being loved in return
stupidly unaware of how it will shatter and burn
like it has countless times before
slowly steathely the glow of new love dims
like a battery running low
and your heart tries to convince you things are fine
but the memories of past times play through your mind
then the days filled willed tension so thick you could cut it with a knife
outnumber the days of loving companionship
and so many things left unsaid
But thats just the sad e
Oh how I loathe this cycle of abuse
it always starts out evr so nice everything is so shiny and new
with the hope that the promises will hold true
My heart opens to the prospect of being loved in return
stupidly unaware of how it will shatter and burn
like it has countless times before
slowly steathely the glow of new love dims
like a battery running low
and your heart tries to convince you things are fine
but the memories of past times play through your mind
then the days filled willed tension so thick you could cut it with a knife
outnumber the days of loving companionship
and so many things left unsaid
But thats just the sad e