Lady Misery with her Hand Outstretched

I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop, for shit to hit the fan, for push to come to shove.

I'm waiting for this to fall otu, fall through, and fall apart.

I'm waiting to fall apart.

and blame it on you.

you who doesn't care. you don't care. don't tell me that you do. don't pretend. don't give me your useless excuses.

Because i've really had enough.

Why not be a man, why not stand up and stand strong. Even if that means throwing me aside.

Tell me i'm wrong. tell me to shut up. tell me to get over it.

Because i can't stand the way you cringe. I can't stand the way you giv ein.

WEak.

Weak.

weak.

I keep giving you my misery, handing it on silver platters with sugar sweet words and i'm waiting for it to sink in. Sink in to your soul that you might lose me.

Maybe that's what you want. Maybe that's what i want.

Maybe that's what we've wanted all along.

Maybe we have a thousand different flaws and we're not meant to be.

But i'll tell you, i used to believe in magic.
in love.
in teh magic of love.

I thought if i could just find someone that loved me enough it could heal me. It could make things better.

It could change the skies.

And here i am, in midnight agony, my heart broken, my dreams broken, my hope

broken.

ANd i'm waiting

and waiting

and waiting

for you to just let me go.



Misery has waited too long for me,
And maybe it's time you gave me back.