Don't tell me the truth,
Leave me in this dream,
Clinging onto the last shred of hope,
Clinging on so tight,
I am afraid to let go,
Don't tell me you don't want me
The way I want you,
I would rather you left me hanging,
Hanging onto a couple of words
That you only might of meant.

You have the power to break me,
Make my blood run cold,
Simple words being deceived,
Ignoring what you might want to say,
Just taking in the ones I want to hear.
There's no safety in this flirtation,
You are stealing pieces of my heart
Bit by bit,
Tearing it apart,
Releasing all its deepest darkest secrets,
Some that you weren't meant to hear.

So make hints,
And then drop me to hell,
I don't mind
As long as you take me to that high again,
Offering your hand
To help me off the cold hard ground,
Whispering in my ear,
Making my heart melt back together,
And then I wait,
For you to drop me.
Drop me to hell.

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