self serving with a purpose
Next time my heart breaks in cold rage
I'll be in your page
Waves of misunderstanding crashing
Demanding passage thru
Don't tell me I've changed
Don't tell me I've changed
You've got your rights
Don't mean it's right, ethical, or sane
I'm not your type you're behind me
Don't remind, regret
Don't tell me I've changed
Don't tell me I've changed
I'm not like you thought
I'm not like you thought
Still "Desperate is as desperate does"
Self served purpose, grasping straws
Ugly hate and ill bred heart
Misunderstanding from the start