matt_panny (matt_panny) wrote in lyricwriters,
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street heartache city heartbreak

a broken heart means nothing to the girl thats broken you,
getting ready for the race, and you need a push start,
for this life that were living,
everybodys just sitting,
acting like nothings wrong,
but these lyrics mean something...
so forget i exist,
dont reply to my calls,
just remember that i love you and i mean no halm at all,
but im hurting so bad,
that ive reduced to E,
things were so much simple,
when i could call you baby.

and im thinking,
what went wrong?
and im singing,
my heartbreak song,
dont you bother,
to make things right,
i'll get over you,
falling to the streets with fights.

a drug habbit, is not what im like,
but sometimes life is hard,
you wanna breakdown and die,
but i dont beleive in death,
so i struggle through the day,
just being depressed,
taking more of those pills...
that i started today,
because im hung on you,
should i hang myself,
not like it would bother you,
but im starting to see that im pretty messed up,
you didnt start this, but you relit the flame,
when i think of you, i feel that life is ok,
you make things easy, and i love you for that,
but to kick me down and down again,
i should be angry at you,
but im feeling the twat.

and im thinking,
what went wrong?
and im singing,
my heartbreak song,
dont you bother,
to make things right,
i'll get over you,
falling to the streets with fights.

so here i am pouring my heart out,
life is doubt,
but im sure you figured that out...
no im not all that,
but im not a little kid,
im just trying to love, i have so much to give,
you were the one that didnt beleive in sob stories,
but the fact of the matter is, my life is gory,
it aint no story, i dont just say it for fun,
but id thought youd understand and help me with one,
of the problems i have,
which is finding love and i found it with you,
cant get no sleep, so i kick myself,
and say,
it was to good to be true
yeah i still love you.

and im thinking,
what went wrong?
and im singing,
my heartbreak song,
dont you bother,
to make things right,
i'll get over you,
falling to the streets with fights.

should i find help?
youve become my obsession,
which doesnt look to good,
but thats what im guessing,
i ought to just give up on life,
like i thought i would,
all those years ago,
but this time i would,
cus i can see my life before my very eyes,
nothing speacial happens i just breakdown inside,
even more so than the pain i feel inside today,
my mind is dead,
so should i just fall down and lay?
with a pocket full of pills all closed in my mouth?
or should i sharpen up that blade and keep dragging it south?
are you still reading this?
its not like you care,
im told this alot life isnt fair.

and im thinking,
what went wrong?
and im singing,
my heartbreak song,
dont you bother,
to make things right,
i'll get over you,
falling to the streets with fights.

the pills have kicked in,
and im out of my head,
will i do something stupid?
like holding my breath,
so i pass out with the door bolted up,
when they find me in the morning, ill be cold as a rock,
thats been left outside with the showers of snow,
yet its cleaning the path,
for the route that i follow,
i just hope that my friends can help me through this,
cuz all of my life theyve been taken the piss,
are these friends?
ill soon find out,
but your brothers in need,
and hes asking for help.

and im thinking,
what went wrong?
and im singing,
my heartbreak song,
dont you bother,
to make things right,
i'll get over you,
falling to the streets with fights.

plan-b its not the time for this,
putting words into my head,
hes just taking the piss,
like crack pipe this,
crack head that,
will i be moving up,
for a hit on the smack?
the bloods rushing through my veins,
so its easier for me,
to cut on the wrist,
and die on the bleed,
but i aint stupid,
i wont end my life,
cuz at the end of the day its the ultimate prize.

and im thinking,
what went wrong?
and im singing,
my heartbreak song,
dont you bother,
to make things right,
i'll get over you,
falling to the streets with fights.

six verses down,
and im showing my mate,
look im realy depressed and im baked like a cake,
dont do anything stupid,
i wont just read this,
i find it hard to talk so my lyrics are bliss,
dude thats deep,
your lyrics are bait,
people will pay to see these,
you got to record on a tape,
look im good with music,
but cant write lyrics for shit,
if you can come up with lyrics for bands,
dude,
that'll be sick,
im not much of a singer,
but i hope my lyrics will sell,
cuz i need some insperation to get me out of this hell,
and when it comes down to the end of the day,
ill be thanking you, for the song i made.

and im thinking,
what went wrong?
and im singing,
my heartbreak song,
dont you bother,
to make things right,
i'll get over you,
falling to the streets with fights.

so my friend thinks, my lyrics will sell,
ive got a hidden tallent,
and with a ring of a bell,i would dive into the ring,
and pull out a verse,
to end this awfull song,
id have to stick it into reverse,
its not like i hate you,
cuz i love you to bits,
but when someone doesnt love you back,
you feel like shit,
and im trying my best to deal with it,
but girl i still love you,
just dont waste it.

and im thinking,
what went wrong?
and im singing,
my heartbreak song,
dont you bother,
to make things right,
i'll get over you,
falling to the streets with fights.
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