You make me crazy.

You make me crazy.

We all caught the same disease, and we were so close I could touch your nose; even the rose I gave you froze. We both bled from each other's wounds. When I show you, you don't care. It leaves me throwing punches in the air. So with the little bit of love you have left, could you share it with me? Then you can see your love is like lightning coming down from the sky, and look what it's doing to me; it's making me want to lay down and cry. But you are so lazy and shady. One thing you need to know is that I'm still a strong lady, and I'm not lazy or shady.