the wreckers

the good kind

Monday, March 12th, 2007

“Do you want to run away together?”
I would say it was your best line ever
Too bad I fell for it

And I walked alone
Waiting for you to come along
Take my tortured heart by the hand
And write me off

Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
And it’s not the good kind

Oh, you forced me to become strong
When I just craved being weak

And you think you know
And I would like to think so
But do you know that when you go,
I fall apart?

Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
And it’s not the good kind
No, you’re not the good kind

I’m tired of hiding
Behind these lying eyes
I’m tired of this smile
That even I don’t recognize

Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
And it’s not the good kind

Do you know I cry? (do you know I cry?)
Do you know I die? (do you know I die?)
Do you know I cry? (do you know I cry?)
And it’s not the good kind

Do you know I cry? (do you know I cry?)
Do you know I die? (do you know I die?)
Do you know I cry?
And it’s not the good kind
No, you’re not the good kind

Do you know I cry?

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