i woke up this morning with my heart in my chest,
only half-awake, and reached for the phone.
"morning, gawgeous, you awake?"
it's sending.

somewhere between being awake and asleep,
i remembered that's not allowed.
more panic set my arms on fire, i fumbled for the phone.
cancel, jesus. cancel.

i drop the phone, close my eyes, bite my tongue.
try to breathe.
i'm panicking still. i don't even know why anymore.
it certainly couldn't be any worse.

what do you do when you give someone everything,
they take it all, and give it back to you in pieces?
what do you do when you trust someone and they you,
but you find out they kept their own secrets and ideas too?

how do you say, i know what you thought,
when you can't say anything?
how do you say, i'm sorry, please,
when you can't make them hear you?

when do you say, i'm done trusting people,
they always run away?
when do you say, if you came back,
i'd never push you away?

i've made my mistakes, but you knew how i was.
you've made your mistakes, and i forgave you at once.
understanding doesn't mean **** on this side of the fence.
what happened to forever?

i never would've left.
so don't play the line everyone leaves.
because not everyone does.
the rest you push aside.

it's sunday morning,
and i would **** for a chance to drive.
get so far away from here, with you my dear,
that i'll never leave your side.