Untitled Song

memories had me up late in the a.m.'s

damn i just wanted to erase them,

but theyre etched in my brain with ink,

left all alone so all i fucking did was think,

i was no longer motivated,

the memories had become hated,

your name i couldn't say it and what you felt for me faded,

you stole my heart and with ice i've finally replaced it,

but you had moved on like i never meant shit,

youll never understand how hard that had hit,

i didn't get, why i was so easy to forget,

because your smile was always in my head,

and without you i felt as if i was dead,

a hole in my chest, felt like got hit with lead,

but i guess somethings are better off unsaid

Your heart was false just like the words you said

so i will just sit back and write instead,

at least the voices stop with the screaming,

at the time i couldnt explain my feelings,

beggin and pleading just gimme a reason,

until your hatred was seething,

now we dont speak and it sucks,

but you dont really seem to give a fuck,

if i let in anyone like that itll be by luck,

in my nightmares the memories stuck,

the dreams played and played for months,

i couldn't help but reminisce about us,

just like a fucking fly i was stuck,

addicted to something worse than drugs,

that thing is something we called love,

and ive let my feelings out in these lyrics,

but i know you'll never hear it,

hell i doubt you'll even read it,

if you asked though id let you see it,

as if it would be like some sort of serum,

but nothing could help unless its a sea o' rum,

i mean after all i had felt so fucking dumb,

its my fault for giving you a loaded gun,

two words was all you had for ammunition,

then you went on to have tons of fun,

when it happened i was stunned,

that was it we were actually done,

i was blindsided and left mute,

yet i had so much to say to you,

because what i felt was completely true,

i didnt know what to fucking do,

i tried to explain but all we did was argue,

all i was trying is to get you to walk in my shoes,

you know try and see how things were from my view,

but now i am tired of fighting,

thats probably why im writing,

its better then coming to you crying,

but if i said it didnt hurt still id be lying,

but ill be fine i just got to keep fighting,

you're still in my heart that i cant be denying,

ill go now, these words i just could keep hiding,

so adios, te amo, verano, its okay i know you wont be replying