I didn't know
I was your puppet
On a string:

You tossed me
Turned me
Made me swoon
To your every word.

I didn't know
I was your puppet
Until you cut
The strings,
And I fell face-down
Into what I thought
Was love.

Tell me, Did you ponder ?
Dry drunk you were pushed
Tell me 3 months.

I'll tell you, You're waiting
Waiting for a reason
To break the promise

Not to yourself
But to the hands that pushed

Chips, Tokens mean nothing
Not to those left in your wake,
Picking up the pieces
Not of you

Instead the peices of the soul we lost
Trying to save you.

If God created everyone in his own image, why do I look like this?
I want to jump out of my skin every time I look in the mirror.
If God created everyone equally, why am I judged for the person I choose to love?
They stare when I hold her hand.
If God created everyone with a purpose, why do I have no motivation to do anything at all?
I sit and stare at the wall.

you felt like music in my bones 
then suddenly you changed keys 
i was out of tune 
and we forgot the words
it's four o'clock on monday morning
and all that's left
is the memory of your head
on the pillow next to mine
it was here
like this
that we used to listen
to all my favorite records
but I can't now
because when the needle hits the vinyl
i start thinking of you
it's the early hours of the day
when the streaks of morning light
break across the clouds
that I realize
i'm not a morning person
i'm a mourning person

[holyoak]