Thursday, June 17, 2010

my wolf


I'm pulling teeth,
Just to know your name.
And I'm growing my hair.
Cause I've been told
That you like it better
With an oh so sweet dose of honesty.
I'll plant you the seeds of a tree,
So you can start your climb away from me.
Cause nobody likes a liar like do.

This is the boy who cried wolf,
Too many times before, too many times before.
This is the boy who cried wolf,
And he is not one to be counted on.

You ignore what they say
As I do honest things.
We've got to hand ourselves in,
We've got to hand ourselves in.

You have cried too many times
When there's nothing in the field.
I'll always hate you for this,
I'll always hate you for this.

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