I take an apple and banana for my breakfast shake
It won’t remind me of the times I heard you said you’d wait
But I’m tired
Of changing up

The day we met I knew for sure that you were something else
But maybe I had misconstrued you for a someone else
And I’m tired
Of faking love

If it were up to me
I’d fight eternity
I’d settle in to my own skin, be-kind-rewind-and-stop

If it were my own life
I know I’d take the knife
I’d hit the books and toss the looks to make it all right

I hit my head out by parking lot and saw my stars
And in the light it shone, you led me home and here you are
Now I can’t
Get rid of you

I’m pushing harder than a starter coming through the gate
But still you’re up there in my bed hair while I tempt my fate
And I think
I’m not getting through

Pain
Pain
Hey
Is it not what you need

Stain
Stain
Pain
To lie and watch me bleed


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