When cowards flirt
Sparks don't fly
Arrows don't fly
Birds don't fly
They don't even sing
When cowards flirt
There's no amazement
There's no tomorrow, or when
Drums don't beat
When cowards flirt
Hope takes a pounding
The heart packs up and
Moves to the throat
When cowards flirt
It sounds like sorry
It sounds like the wind blowing through you
They run
When cowards flirt
It sounds like a boring question
Aimed at making conversation
End quicker
When cowards flirt
The touch on your arm
Is wiping away the drink they spilled
And the tension says later
When cowards flirt
The kiss on your cheek
Stays in the head
Stays on their trembling lips
When cowards flirt
Ash is less subtle an indication
Of flame
Of feeling
When cowards flirt
It sounds like see you never
It sounds like running away
It sounds like thinking what I should have done
And never did
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 10:56 AM UTC
When cowards flirt
Sparks don't fly
Arrows don't fly
Birds don't fly
They don't even sing
When cowards flirt
There's no amazement
There's no tomorrow, or when
Drums don't beat
When cowards flirt
Hope takes a pounding
The heart packs up and
Moves to the throat
When cowards flirt
It sounds like sorry
It sounds like the wind blowing through you
They run
When cowards flirt
It sounds like a boring question
Aimed at making conversation
End quicker
When cowards flirt
The touch on your arm
Is wiping away the drink they spilled
And the tension says later
When cowards flirt
The kiss on your cheek
Stays in the head
Stays on their trembling lips
When cowards flirt
Ash is less subtle an indication
Of flame
Of feeling
When cowards flirt
It sounds like see you never
It sounds like running away
It sounds like thinking what I should have done
And never did
