Apologize
(start at violin)
The hardest of hearts, the hand that’s been showing
Now I don’t claim to be knowing
LOVE, the same love we both seek of
Turning each other out game after game
Both of us should be hanging our heads in shame
When hurt, we shut down, not realizing when real come back round
We hurt real, then real then hurt too
The reverse touche come back around on you
Real gonna scratch her nails down his back praying that you feel it
While hurt gonna go in and go in, he praying his heart you just steal it
But it’s too late…
But in the end, no one wins
We both left with feeling of sins
Then comes the debate
The hate
The sat-ism
Cause I’m afraid to go through that pain again too
ICE cold, I become, the same thing that I was always so jealous of you
Then you find it was all just an act
How you sit back and not react
And so it go… until real recognize real again
Only real can’t steal what real just cannot feel
So she turns and retreats regretfully
So you try to rearrange the damage that’s been done
And you find that special one
Only he? He’s done
What’s there left to do but run
Cause I’m afraid… And it’s too late
Now I make love with cold stares while rolling my eyes whispering sweet nothings
Love don’t live here no more, anymore, ever again but at least my heart no longer stings
Realizing I can’t get real and true without bringing someone else that hurt too
So cold as ICE I lay back, open my legs, as I take off my shirt
I stare at the ceiling and look to God as he slowly insert
Trying hard not to cry, knowing I probably just lost my last allibi
So I pretend
Cause real still recognize real - but real just ain’t no longer a friend
And I pray and I pray and I pray for it all just to end
And I don’t expect you to comprehend
And I don’t expect you to mend me
And I don’t expect you to really see
And I don’t expect love to ever be… again
And it’s just way too late to apologize… PIMPS
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Originally Posted by A Disciple
