Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Out of my Hands

Getting hard to trust again
Dating sevens, all the way to tens
Even on the way down, they
Only let me down
So I stop and grab my pen
To see if writers block has set back in
Even on the way down, they
Only let me down
No, I didnt mind your tattoos
Skin so flawless, yet so true
Even on the way down,
they still let me down

Cause its out of my hands
Breaking my heart,
Letting you go, not sure whos at fault
Theres no easy way out
When weather is...
Overcasted with clouds
When is it over?
When is it over?

More questions than answers
You said, bitterness is like cancer, but I
Saw it in your eyes, that you wouldnt leave
Guess I didn't know what that really means
Tried to touch your life, Your air I tried to breath
Even on the way down, they
Only let me down
Guess we were complimenting opposites
Documenting like a neurologist slash psychologist
My muse you were, appreciation of the arts
Said all the right things, but still had it all wrong
Singin your last song, reachin' for the top of the charts

When is it over?
When is it over?

So many things I should have said
In a game that doesnt matter if you're ahead
Instead, The battle has long been shed
Two sad wars that can't count the dead, So
Even on the way down, they
Only let me down
My mind and soul are buried away
Six feet deep, just to hide the pain
Sacrificed to please, mummified to ease
But my heart wont let go,
What I'd give to be young, wild and free,
Infected with rejection, like a disease
But I know, that...

Its out of my hands
Breaking my heart,
Letting you go, not sure whos at fault
Theres no easy way out
When weather is...
Overcasted with clouds
When is it over?
When is it over?

Just know that I understand why, and I still think you are amazing.  I'm sorry I didn't have much to say, but know that I have nothing bad to say, to you.  I tried to hide my nerves admist the confidence that you provided me with.  I guess maybe I was still afraid to let someone in, as you were.  We're more alike than you probabley think.  But I suppose now is time to let you go.  Cause its out of my hands.  Happy Valentines Day.  I wish you nothing but the best, and I'm always here if you need anything.  And just one more thing, Thank you. 

Sincerely,
Mr. Perfect

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