I went to a party, I was drinking.
I made a mistake, I wasn't thinking.
I made a mistake, I wasn't thinking.
Two guys, one night.
One was wrong, one was right.
One was wrong, one was right.
I lost my self-respect and felt so low.
I didn't want anyone to know.
I didn't want anyone to know.
But of course when I got to school,
just about everyone knew.
just about everyone knew.
My friends all looked at me differently.
People who didn't know me, knew me.
People who didn't know me, knew me.
I heard them talking,
I kept walking.
I kept walking.
I saw them stare,
I acted as if I didn't care.
I acted as if I didn't care.
In reality I was dying.
On the inside I was crying.
On the inside I was crying.
I got myself into one bad situation,
and now I've got a reputation.
and now I've got a reputation.
How much I wish that night would have never taken place,
or at least from my mind, could be erased.
or at least from my mind, could be erased.
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