Clingy, by Sandwich Massacre Subscribe to rss feed for Sandwich Massacre

*We need to be just friends
until you make sense of 
the shit in your life
and must make the connections
but when you are with me
you get all clingy

please don’t get used to that…
I want to enjoy it
But its all the wrong reasons
To let you continue
Its just gonna break my heart

**You know… it can’t be this way
You really should know
Man it feels so good, but
I thought you should know

You hurt my feelings
When you kissed my forehead
And tickled my knee cap
 That’s not just what friends are for…
I know what’s behind it
I know you still mean it
I know you still want to
But a part of you doesn’t know

**
I feel so high, I can’t think, I just cry
Cuz I want you to mean it and show it but you don’t cuz
you can’t
Yeah…
I know that you love me, you want me, you need me, but you
can’t

You make me feel so high, I could die but I can’t
You make me feel so high
Oh so high
But you can’t seem to control
Or follow your own rules
*
just please don’t get used to that
please don’t get used to that.
2003
Posted: 2005-11-11 22:17:20 UTC

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