I'm trapped in a song.
Our song.
Don’t you remember?
Or am I the only one who reminisces?
I've lost myself in you,
But when I look in your eyes,
I find myself again.
It’s a cycle of time that only continues to bend,
That throws my heart against the wall;
The beating shades of red.
I can’t help but realize you faked being lost in me.
You, instead, were just lost.
I fell for it though,
And you used it against me.
Cheated me into compassion,
As well as just cheated on me.
But you knew my roots,
For they dug deep.
You didn't give me time to detach.
You simply packed your heart up,
And stabbed me in the back.
You see, Anna, I'm lost in you because you stole a part of me,
And I wonder if I'll ever be able to get untangled
From your perfection, curves, angles.
I wonder if I'll ever be free.