This is for those Who wear a sleeve on their heart Because its cold, needs warmth and it likes the dark And this is for the ones with hands on their time who need a little break just to clear out their mind
It's funny how a women can make your head spin Just like the ***** we've been chasin' A pretty smile and a bashful look away can make you feel like everything's okay Forget about pain and every lost fist fight her soft eyes make this the perfect night I can see her drinking her *** I can see me falling in love I can see her sizing me up I can see me falling...
In love in the bathroom hallway You've got her up between a rock wall and a hard place You can see the pleasure written on her face and have to imagine how her lips taste Too drunk, every sense has gone numb Your fingers fumble on the trigger of her loaded gun when she asks, "Do you wanna get outta here?" You catch your breath while she grabs one last beer
I fell in love with the way things used to be I always come close but it never comes easy You have to make love before you fall into it Or maybe it's a lie thats been made up for the kids
All alone, my mind's over analyzing I reconnect with the romantic inside me I wonder if this will ever mean anything Is that my guilt or my heartbeat racing? It's probably best to slow down our pace Calm myself, splash water over my face I finally think I'm starting to cool down when someone starts shooting all the lights out
I'm blacking out in a barroom bathroom Waking up in a ballroom bedroom The ceiling fan is spinning softly but maybe it's the bed, or maybe it's just me
Well I guess this is already going down It's far too late to try and turn back now She can feel something's off by the way I'm breathing So she whispers that she really needs me Tomorrow this will mean nothing to her even as she guides my hand up her skirt I decide to get this over with when the darkness steals the night away again...
The thin line between lust and love between the moral boundaries of right and wrong between consciousness and oblivion
Been having writers block lately, probably because of the stress of moving, changing jobs and personal relationships; I wrote this one beginning to end, in one sitting, to kind of force something out of myself in hopes that it will get some creative thoughts flowing over the next few days.