Autumn Valentine
Use me
Abuse me
Torture me
Love me
I can feel my body begin to wither
I am nothing like you at all
Hiding the scars that reveal my self-loathing
you have plenty to be concerned about
You were the little girl everyone loved
now you’re a teenager ready for the world
Some left you, to cheap make-up and dark music
I wish I was there to wipe away the tears
Use me
Abuse me
Torture me
Love me
I’ll worship you
I’ll treasure you
I’ll live for you
I’ll die for you
I am afraid of getting close to you
because I am not sure if I’ll like what I see
I am my own worst enemy
just because you never say anything sappy
My happiness relies on you
please don’t let me down again
It’s not your fault, it never was
it’s the person I am
Use me
Abuse me
Torture me
Love me
I’ll worship you
I’ll treasure you
I’ll live for you
I’ll die for you
You have the choice of every teenage heart-ache
am I worth all the trouble?
I’ll burn out one day, but the flame will remain
flickering into another night without you
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