The songs of our time together are deafening
A month and a half after our divorce we now sleep next to different pulses
Why does the good echo stronger then the bad after it’s all said and done?
Why do your mistakes dwindle even though my decision to leave was more then justified
I’ve been walking a on tight rope for weeks and the void won’t leave me be
I hate the man you are attached too now
I hate the things you were able to do to me
Most of all, I hate the phrase until death do us part
I have to remind myself that you wouldn’t be with him if it was true that nothing happened those two nights he stayed over while I was away
There’s a calling in my bones to get on a motorcycle and ride until I forget your name
Ride like the devil is chasing me
Ride like and eraser will catch me if i stop
The sun is rising over our city and I remain in the dark
That’s all