Forgive but not forget
What? You say I’m a bitch?
What? You pretend I’m lying?
I need to say what I believe you need to know.
Do you want me to walk around being sad,
reminiscing about what we ever had?
Why can’t I keep laughing?
So what you feel offended?
No, you’re not the centre of our interests,
you used to be the centre of mine.
Yes, even those feelings have flown away.
You say I can call you a sucker,
there’s no need to, ‘cause I think you’re none.
I want to tell but words are hard to find,
you wish you could turn back time,
you say none of this shit had to happen.
Don’t know who to believe, what to tell.
You talk stuff and nonsense, you seem satisfied.
Then you say ‘Yeah, you’re cool’
second later I’m a bitch.
I don’t have to take this,
I feel bad, personally offended.
I guess it’s how you wanted me to be.
Go on, say what you want to;
say what’s on your mind,
so maybe I can do something about it.
You don’t believe what I’m saying,
am I supposed to believe your lies?
I said I knew who it was who spread the lie.
You understood the stitch.
Yeah, I’m taking revenge of you calling me a bitch.
I can forget everything you said, except the ‘b-thing’.
I can forgive but I don’t think I can forget.