Saturday, August 25, 2012

Sure Thing

Take your hands and your eyes and walk away
take the body that broke the promises,
the body that couldn’t stay
 Take the letters I wrote
from you to me in my mind
I painted a picture of who I thought we’d be
you painted over it through time
You can’t stop me from dreaming,
 in between sobbing, screaming
 over a you I don’t know
 I’m not asking you to come back,
 you can just go
You were someone I loved,
 now just someone I don’t need to know
 I made you like yourself,
 poor thing
You don’t think you’re good enough,
 sure thing
You’ve created the truth
which I knew was a lie
Run into the music,
 leave me to cry
 I’m much better off
 me, myself, and I

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