I try not to give you words and emotions that symbolizes
Once again nothing
Something in me gravitates toward loving and giving everything
I fight with myself against gravity and it's bullying me to just remain selfish and free
My actions are questionable
My thoughts of escaping remain mental
I love harder just to disregard my shallow reflexes
My stresses cancel out my caresses
I’m suited with honest lies
And you I've recruited in hopes you'd fall in love and comply
Forgive me for my bastard mind
I've executed every attempt to exempt my personal guilt
I'm trained to throw around I love you's connected to pain
I go insane trapped inside my own existence with no one to explain
It, has nothing to do with this perfect canvas painted up and down by lies that you see
I saw something in me that I’m so good at, tres times 3
Think twice before you analyze me as “Mrs. Messed Up”
Admirably I’m one of the chicks you’d wife up
Letting you in just to let it all out
Maybe I F’d up
My little secret; I just filled you in
You love me
I love you too
I’ll continue to pretend
-T. Vanderbilt
