I'm tired of the sad songs And the watercolor paintings I can't stop writing about you I promised her I was done Agreed you were no good for me You're the opposite of everything I tell myself I want and need But you won't leave leave my heart And for the first time in years I want to draw all the time I started dancing again And I don't know what it is about you But I can't seem to let you go So I'm writing and singing songs And art is everywhere again And my pointe shoes are taking a beating My beating heart won't stop Calling out your name
Someone slap me. And, yes, I'm aware this is bad, but it's better than the others I have right now, so it's going up.