It’s threadbare, the stitching of us We’re nothing if not broken trust Coz you swallowed the bullet I handed to you You stitched the thread and pulled it through And the chandelier shatters on the floor How could I hate what I adore As he drives a splinter into my soul And it’s just a memory, the being whole Coz it cascaded And the beauty faded Into a midnight of ill repute And there’s that picture of him in a suit But he moved on, he forgot me It’s like a rope and the fibres knot me Into a thread I long to fray Is everything thing okay? But he turns away and the darkness reigns The years of doing things in vain And trying to get back to the level playing field I watched them sway in the wind and yield Down by the lake And do you know what love forsake When it took him from me Like the ocean to the sea In wondrous tones I always end up alone Though I’ve got friends and I’ve got family But in the dead of night there isn’t any way You can avoid the dark Just waiting for that holy spark To light the fuse Why did you think you were something I could use? Maybe it was the song And d’ya know, you weren’t wrong
The fear of missing out Haunts my sideboard Coz nothing’s enough I swear on the word That I utter Under my breath I’m on my way But I’m not there yet And everything glistens Like sunny snow Out of my reach But don’t you know It’s closer than it was And I didn’t break any laws When I wished you down I tore the tatters on my gown Into the shape of a badass queen What if this is just a dream That is happening in consciousness Do you trust In the powers that be Is it ok or will we see What is coming down the line There was that moment you stopped time And I was taken by an intake of breath It’s sharp and I cannot forget It’s impact on my soul I keep catching glimpses of being whole
He’s got my number And I’ve got his address And we both have something To confess As we laugh and we smile And walk down the road The rain is pummeling But it hasn’t showed As his beauty consume And I’m seeing stars Do you think this is what it means To be chasing cars Coz he’s steady as a rock And we’ll never be what we’re not In the notes he takes I see the page and I hit the brakes Coz I can’t take this ride with you You saw inside and I don’t mean to Be flakey but I’ve got to run Because I still love someone
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