There is pain when I cross a line 
And there is a girl that define 
Who I should be in any given instant 
Or circumstance insolent 
And throwing brash back into her face
She runs like she’s the last one in the race
And has given up on the finish line 
But she makes it there just to make time 
And see her personal best broken 
There are words we have not spoken 
Not since she clasped too tight 
And pained what was light 
And her heart is heavy and swollen 
I’m not sure what thorn she’s holding 
Close to that beating pump 
And I feel a lump 
In my throat 
As I watch him gloat 
Over the body of the murdered queen 
So what if it’s in a dream 
It’s still the stagnant pool you drink from 
And you can’t kill what’s already gone 
And I’ve left the premises and vacated the stool 
It’s been so long since we were in school 
And you could claim first time blues 
Now all your misery is old news 
Rehashed on the front page 
As you just age 
Slowly like a fine wine 
And I know I took my time 
In taking a sip 
But I didn’t mean to slip 
On what you had left outside 
You didn’t need to hide 
I wasn’t going to uncover 
My mysterious lover
Who eats more than he can chew 
Did you think I bit off a piece of you 
When I dared to cross 
The line you made to kiss the edge of loss
And your pain must be sacred to you 
Because when I tried to make something new 
And release you what what you have known 
You clung to the pebbles that have grown 
In the jars in your hall 
Don’t you remember our rendezvous behind the waterfall 
Somewhere in the land of forever 
Am I just a cord you want to sever