Head thumping
Stomach in pain
Chest pressure
Arms weak
Heart on my sleeve
Opened up
Silly idea
Stupid girl
You let your wall down
Slowly let them
Take it down
Brick by Brick
How silly of you
To trust someone
To hold your heart in their hands
To hold a gun to your head
And trust them to not pull the trigger
Silly Girl
Head Thumping
Stomach in Pain
Chest pressure
Arms Weak
Brick wall
Building up again
About to
Explode

Sad? Don’t eat.
Upset? Grab a drink.
Hell, do both
And try not to think.

Stay up late? Work in 2 hours.
Angry? Get laid.
Do whatever it takes
To get yourself paid.

But in the end, don’t worry about me.
This too will pass, because I want to be free.

here i am.
again.
in this unfamiliar house

this bed reminds me of you
and all the drunk secrets
that never escaped these sheets

i remember how your tears fell
when i didn’t have the right words
to mend your heart

i guess that’s not important.
not anymore.

the tv is new
and so are we.

You are like a broken record.

Spinning in my head repeatedly.

Always lying there in the corner of my mind.

Until I find you and try to stop.

Stop thinking about you.

The way your smile held a dimple on your cheek.

The way your eyes sparkled when you laughed.

The way your-

Stop!

The way I feel when I'm around you.

Stop!

I can't stop!

The record is not the one that's broken.

It's me broken because I can't have you.