Fakes Like You (Make Me Sick
by Modern Life Is War· from S/T
This is a lesson in letting your guard down. Sometimes open arms are an invitation for disaster. So next time . I'll trust my fucking instincts. Next time you come around, all you will get are cold stares & cold shoulde s. I'll be crouching with my fists clenched in the comer. I can only hang on so tight for so long. I'm letting you go. I will be just fine on my - own. You can't come in. I'm leaving you out in the cold because there's no room left in my heart for fakes like you.