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Kerensa
1997
You promised me you’d love me when you said ‘til death do us part
You said you’d stand beside me in sickness and in health
So maybe I didn’t cherish and God knows I don’t obey
Can’t you just lay off, I don’t need your shit today
I don’t like your new girlfriend, she don’t hold a light to me
I know I walked away, but she don’t need to be there
So maybe I hit the bar rooms and drank a little more than I need
And that man with me meant nothing, its just part of my disease
Maybe you’ll forgive me when my life gets worked out
Maybe all the wrong I’ve done will become just a shadow of a doubt
And all the hate you’re feeling will turn to love again
Or maybe Im just dreaming and I need to face the end
Well she can have you as long as she knows you’re mine
And that kid of mine she’s raising will turn on her in time
You can live your life and have your family
But if I can’t have you then you never will be free
You can have your love
You can have your so called wife
I don’t give a fuck
What you do with your life
And I know your hate
Only means that you still want me
So maybe you’ll forgive me after all is said and done
And all the times I’ve hurt you will just vanish in the sun
And after Im done playing and put the empty bottle on the shelf
I’ll realize the pain I wish on you I’ve already done to myself
Kerensa is the story of a pretty girl gone wrong. The person I was dating at the time had been married to her, they were divorced and she was struggling with him moving forward with his life. Her emotions were all over the board. She left him, but she didn't want him to be with anyone else either. Sadly, she struggled with addiction issues. I think this just impared her finer judgement. Her phychotic behavior was a real hender to the new relationship I was in. I can't give her credit for this breakup though. He did that all by himself.
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