Saturday, January 26, 2002
G.O. GO
My jean looks like someone else's
Didn't know I had the same taste
As the one you love
It hurts to know
You chose someone else
When I was there too
Maybe I thought I was not alone with
The idea of pain bringing us together
Maybe I was the only one
Who thought our history
Could make us belong to each other
Fine go
It's not my fault lights went out
What do you want to say?
It's not my fault you chose her
Fine go
It's not my fault lights went on
And you were kissing her
Go save me from looking into your stupid puppy eyes
That's all yes
I'm hurting but
I'm not a leftover cuz
I was never there
I was never yours
I'm a loner but
I'm not the one crying
I just thought you were different
So don't pick me up
I like down here
I hate the fact
I hate the fact I once again
Waited just to watch
Myself standing in front of someone
Kissing the perfect one
Like I was not as good as them
Like it was my fault
You were kissing her
G, O, go.
Copyright 2002 Ana Toniolli
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