Saturday, November 29, 2008

Tired

Taylor swift...oh, taylor swift. How do you manage to take the words right out of my mouth? Somehow or another, you've done it again.

All this time I was wasting hoping you would come around
I’ve been giving out chances everytime and all you do is let me down
And its taken me this long but baby I figured you out
And you think it will 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 want to hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you’re sorry
But I won’t believe you baby like I did before
You’re not sorry

Lookin’ so innocent
I might believe you if I didn’t know
Could have 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 its 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 want to 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