sweet little tragedy
12.02.2012
stuck in between
the low life’s paradise
and the american dream
I feed the beast
because my pain is joy
and in my cage I’m free
if all you see now is the sunshine baby
you should know
that I’m a dark, dark soul
and I ain’t got nothing but me
stuck in the trenches
fighting my war
and these love letters you get you want more
this is my way
my way to cope
with my sweet little tragedy called hope
I sometimes wonder what is it you see in me
if you really wanna be my drama queen
if you would really let me be your suicide king
with our broken hearts, our battle scars
our silent sufferings
I’m sorry baby
if this is too much
i’m sorry i’m sorry
if it’s not enough
i’m sorry my love
if you feel alone
i’m sorry i’m sorry
if you don’t
call me crazy
tie me to a tree
send me to the looney bin
put me in a straight jacket
throw away the key
leave me with my sins
just don’t ever take away from me
my sweet little tragedy
x 2