Friday, May 13, 2011

Hit It.

Go ahead and pass it
Go ahead and take a hit
Go ahead and watch me walk out the door
while you're hitting it
and passing it....again.

Im sick of that taste on your lips,
I'm tired of the smell on your breath.
I'm sick of watching you do it.. that's all you do.
take after take
hit after hit

Go ahead and pass it
Go ahead and take a hit....again

I'm tired of seeing the glaze in your eyes
Missing the beauty in them... The beauty I once knew.

Do I bore you so much you can't enjoy me sober?
You can't let me see you?

This is how you are....this is what you want.
You tell me my love is more important than pot.
So why won't you stop? Why can't you love me sober?

I see the addiction, and I feel it...
You hunger for that high, why?

You're wasting your time and you're wasting mine.
It's a waste to see such a man have that take place.
How can you take Pride?

It disheartens me dearly watching you go...
telling me i have to leave so you can go
Telling me you're sorry and feel so guilty...
as you take another deep breath.

Wanting you to show me more.....

...........................................But you honestly can't can you?

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