Even in sleep I can't escape your face
You had more power over me than I knew
Worst of it is, you don't want me, at least not all the time
Red lips, red nails and my best blue jeans but you still see right thru me
What does that mean?
Hopelessly wishing you'd try to find
Something worth loving in me
Some say I've done this to myself
That you spelled it out from day one
And I'm only kidding myself
But I've felt the fire of your touch
And the iciness of your words
Your elements seem to fuel my world
Maybe if there was another woman
Then I could feel better
Cuz lord knows I refuse to compete
But I would laugh at you for thinking she could do it better
You'd be the one feeling this defeat
I wouldn't have to suffer or hide my tears
My pride would go into automatic and I would survive
But there's not a trace of another's perfume
No strands of hair on your leather jacket
I haven't seen any stray jewelry near your bed
No, it's a harsher reality, you just don't want me so for that, I may as well be dead
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