My hands told me you'd break my heart
But my feet didn't listen
They walked straight into traps
That you had set time and time again
And promised they weren't meant for me
And you say you're living the sober life
But can't you do that from anywhere
The words you stapled on your arm
Make me assume so
Unless you permanently etched
A lie
On to your forearm.
How can your words change from
"I'd stay for you"
To
"I'm never coming home"
But claim your feelings haven't changed?
It's just another example of how
You mean more to me
Then I will ever to you.
When i close my eyes I see black and white boxes
That I'm consistently opening
Searching for you
So I can poke holes in your cardboard home
And send you far away.
And the worst part is I think I'm over you
But I will always have a place for you
To leave your heart for safe keeping