Bittersweet Memories.

You turn me off, at the push of a button.
And you pretend, that I don't mean nothing.
I'm not a saint, that's easy to tell.
But guess what honey, you ain't no angel.

You like to scream, use words as a weapon,
well, go ahead, take your best shot woman,
I wanna leave you, it's easy to see,
but guess what honey, it's not that easy.

We get so complicated,
So complicated.
This finger's,
For our memories.

I wanna run 'n' escape, from your prison,
But when I leave, feel something's missing.
I'm not afraid, that's easy to tell,
This can't be heaven, it feels like I'm in hell.

You're like a drug, that I can't stop taking,
I want more, and I can't stop craving.
I still want you, it's easy to see,
But guess what honey, you're not that good for me.

So rip my pictures, from your wall,
Tear them down and, burn them all.
Light the fire, walk away,
There's nothing left to say.

So take the ashes, from the floor,
Bury them, to just make sure.
That nothing more, is left of me.
It's just bittersweet memories.

Author's Note

I'm new.
Thanks for reading.
I appreciate it.
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