It's been one week since you looked at me.
Cocked your head to the side and said "Im angry".
Five days since you laughed at me, saying "Get that together, come back and see me".
Three days since the living room I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you.
Yesterday you'd forgiven me.
But it will still be two days till I say I'm sorry!
I let you know that I know best cause after all I do know best.
I try to slip past your defense without granting innocence.
I lay down a list of what is wrong the things I've told you all along.
As you begin to raise your voice I lower mine and grant you one last choice.
I drive until I lose the road or break with the ones I've followed.
You will do one of two things.. You will admit to everything or you'll say you're just not the same.
And I'll begin to wonder why I came.
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