Friday, June 12, 2009

If I was musically talented this is what I'd write

All this time I was wasting hoping you would come around
I've been giving out chances every time and all you do is let me down
And it's taken me this long baby but I figured you out
And you're thinking we'll be fine again but not this time around

You don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw, don't wanna hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you're sorry but I don't believe you baby like I did before
You're not sorry, no, no, no, no

Looking so innocent I might believe you if I didn't know
Could've loved you all my life if you hadn't left me waiting in the cold
And you got your share of secrets and I'm tired of being last to know
And now you're asking me to listen cause it's worked each time before

But you don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw, don't wanna hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you're sorry but I don't believe you baby like I did before
You're not sorry, no, no oh
You're not sorry, no, no, oh

You had me falling for you honey and it never would've gone away, no
You used to shine so bright but I watched all of it fade

So you don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw, there's nothing left to beg for
And you can tell me that you're sorry but I don't believe you baby like I did before
You're not sorry, no, no, oh
You're not sorry, no, no, oh


Thank goodness for Taylor Swift.

2 comments:

Nadia said...

A real man would never make you feel this way. Lose that joke and get yourself a man.

Debbie said...

So who is this about????? I agree with Nadia for sure!!!!