para ella

shes walking as perfectly as alwayswith her deep green eyesand that perfect hairwith velvet hands and soft red lipsshes everything i want to bethen i saw you staring at her the kindof girl youll fall in withso completely wrong from meshes so perfectly pure and im just a disgusting sinnershes so perfect in body and im just an average i sit there and stare to that kiss that never seem to endwish i could be the one to taste your lipswish i could be the one to be by your sidebut im just no the kind of person youll notice as she walksi might just stay here drinking more and morea cup or two and ill ask for one moreill pretend not to like you anymoreill pretend that everythings okaslong as i can be closei might never embrace that heart but i dont deserve such lovely heartcuz im just a sinner a disgusting sinneri might as well stop feeling any paini might as well stop giving any careto this stupid little feelingto this stupid little creepcuz ill always be the one sitting and staringill always be the sinner ill always be the wrong oneas long as i stay sitted in this desolutioncity of broken ilusionshe ll always be so perfect,so pure, so beautifulyou dont deserve any lessyou only deserve much betterbut im notim no the kind of girl that might pass as acurateim no the kind of girl that might use a rulerim simply not your kind of girlbut im not willing to loose myself stupid little nightmarewake me upim just a stupidim just a disgustinim just a sickim just a disturbinglittle sinner