Another heartbreak,
another mess
...
emotions lost in translation
I can't hear you
or is it you can't hear me
behind that glass wall
...
You think youre so untouchable
....
Drowning out my pain
as if it wasnt your fault
and the blame is all mine too.
...
I guess theres no reaching you
you lip-read terrible.
...
the perfect piece off the wrong puzzle.
...
Or is that me?
...
I guess youre claiming
the rest too.
...
As if i'd be nothing
with out you
...
the tide has rolled in and out
turns out
im nothing
but ****** up with you.
...
Is it lonely there?
in your self-serving glass house?
...
where my rent is a costly amount
of dignity and sanity.
...
the future i had in my grasp,
i gave up so willingly
on a rescue
has me
playing the victim,
a role
i never cherrished or intended.
...
The script
has been written
The dire twist
is about to befall
Hovering over our heads like
an executioner's sword
...
- but
just like that,
that look,
that sincerity
makes it all ok.
...
I am ready to ***** over again
...


Well played...