Well i've been up for days,
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trying to find a way to write my confessions down.
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Seems every line i write's a mess,
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at least this i'll admit
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for what i've done i am not proud.
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theres no need to pretend,
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no need for innocence,
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I've got to be honest now.
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My verdict has come in it says i'm guilty for my sins.. this time
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i thought i could escape but then i finally felt the weight of my crimes
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this passion its not love, infatuation never ends up right
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at least i won't be alone tonight.
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cause I don't want to be alone tonight
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the prosecution rests
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with convincing evidence
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it seems I've been deceived
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so now i stand alone
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and wait for that first stone
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to be cast upon me
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my verdict has come in and it says I'm guilty for my sins.. this time
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i thought i could escape but i finally felt the weight of my crimes
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it's passion its not love, infatuation never ends up right
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.. at least i won't be alone tonight.
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do do do do do do do dodo do dodo
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at least i won't be alone tonight, cause i don't want to be alone tonight.
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Confessions
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Dallas Green |