Poison rain and yet I stayed
Dreamed of days and times that were fantasy made,
All the signals
But that was me,
He loves me
But he loves them more you see
Drifter,
let's talk about the drifter
just a temporary fix
and you can always predict,
Drifter,
let's talk about the drifter
I can smell his next stop
I'm a quitter
I can hear the guns drop
Diamond promise that I made
Walking on glass,
what's the fuss?
I know that I had to pay
He was a drifter
But that I know
Maybe he loves me but he loves them more
Drifter,
Now I'm a drifter
just a temporary fix
Can you try to predict?
Drifter,
now I'm the drifter
I can see my next stop
I'm a winner
It's the past that I drop
um basically that was a song that I wrote one night but I still can't find the perfect melody for it...
It's pretty obvious but it's about that person who stays in your life as long as to make you need them and then they drift away
they jump into the next relationship the next adventure but you're just kinda there obsessing over the loss of something you actually never had
however in the end you drop the pass and you're the one in the strong position
you move on