It's funny, in our tragic little way:
once you get exactly what you want,
you don't want it anymore.
But I'm still stuck getting what I deserve.
I used to think he made me smile,
foolishly and deserving, like I wanted.
I used to think a lot of things.
Thoughts aren't anything but the mistakes we haven't made yet.
And he was my biggest mistake.
Because this insomniac
isn't meant to smile.
Nor love.
It's simply not the way that I am.
once you get exactly what you want,
you don't want it anymore.
But I'm still stuck getting what I deserve.
I used to think he made me smile,
foolishly and deserving, like I wanted.
I used to think a lot of things.
Thoughts aren't anything but the mistakes we haven't made yet.
And he was my biggest mistake.
Because this insomniac
isn't meant to smile.
Nor love.
It's simply not the way that I am.
