what am i to do with the games you play with me? how am i supposed to feel? what am i supposed to think, that everything will be alright? that everything is normal? i don't think so, not today. so tell me this, why does the wind blow your lies right out of my ears? why is it so easy for me to see right though you when you're trying so hard not to be seen? from now on, all i'm drinking is water. and all i want to do is look into a mirror and tell myself that everything is fine. but because you've done this to me for so long, i'm fucked up, you fucked me up, and i can't help it, but fuck up everyone i know, the same way i was toyed with. you find some sick pleasure doing this, over and over again.. you don't change, you don't care. i can't help but wonder what we could've been, what we should've been..
"like the naked leads the blind. i know i'm selfish, i'm unkind. sucker love i always find, someone to bruise and leave behind."
Where am I today? I wish that I knew cause looking around there's no sign of you, I don't remember one jump or one leap just quiet steps away from your lead. I'm holding my heart out but clutching it too, feeling this short of a love that we once knew, I'm calling this home when it's not even close, playing the role with nerves left exposed. Standing on a darkened stage, stumbling through the lines. Others have excuses, but I have my reasons why. We get distracted by dreams of our own, but nobody's happy while feeling alone and knowing how hard it hurts when we fall, we lean another ladder against the wrong wall
and climb high to the highest rung, to shake fists at the sky, while others have excuses, I have my reasons why. With so much deception it's hard not to wander away..
"like the naked leads the blind. i know i'm selfish, i'm unkind. sucker love i always find, someone to bruise and leave behind."
Where am I today? I wish that I knew cause looking around there's no sign of you, I don't remember one jump or one leap just quiet steps away from your lead. I'm holding my heart out but clutching it too, feeling this short of a love that we once knew, I'm calling this home when it's not even close, playing the role with nerves left exposed. Standing on a darkened stage, stumbling through the lines. Others have excuses, but I have my reasons why. We get distracted by dreams of our own, but nobody's happy while feeling alone and knowing how hard it hurts when we fall, we lean another ladder against the wrong wall
and climb high to the highest rung, to shake fists at the sky, while others have excuses, I have my reasons why. With so much deception it's hard not to wander away..

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