Don’t it seem like, that I’m there for you no matter when

And you only hear from him when he wanna get it in

This obsession that you have with your Mr. Wrong

In the end, baby girl you can’t win

And as your Mr. Right it hurts to sit back and witness

But when I give my opinion you just say its not my business

And my love for you has made me abolish my limits

I constantly regret that you’ve become my reason for living

And I just pray someday you open your eyes

And see your hearts truth and ignore all the lies

All this time I’ve viewed you as the ultimate prize

But when your Mr. Right sits back and he thinks he realizes…….That he’s WRONG!

ireblog4weed:

Sweet Baby Jesus….

scorpioseason:

#Scorpios may be quiet but their minds are constantly…

tee-hoopsz:

not my mouth, not my problem.

It’s time to face reality and accept only facts/ Maybe my dream girl is meant to remain simply that/ An ideal fantasy and unfortunately nothing more/ Where our love is flawless and I’m a permanent slave of her allurement/ Where time isn’t a factor and neither is distance/ Nor do I hesitate to spill my heart because I know she’ll listen/ And when she needs my support she knows I’m there in a instant/ But as of now for this dream my mind serves as a prison/ Guess I can give up all hope of this dream coming true/ But I’m tired of the same old love I know what you can provide is something new/ Plus I know who have been granted this privilege is only a select few/ It’s like I’m standing in the doorway just don’t have the balls to walk through/ I know I can gain a soul mate but there’s a chance of losing something greater/ A friend who makes me feel high like I’m on an elevator/ But the thing about elevators, they have to come down/ When I’m sleep my dream girl makes me smile but awake I constantly wear a frown/ If only it was possible to stay in a state of comatose locked away in a lair/ Maybe this dream girl of mine wouldn’t become a reality nightmare