****** my blood outta the carpet but it still left a stain
Nothing came, nothing left
Yet nothing stayed the same
I can't say what I want to
Maybe my tears will spell it out
Or give us a shed of life
In this awkward emotional drought
I wish my tears would guide me on a river
To a place of no despair
But instead they took a hard left
Spilling off to nowhere
Not quite sure how we got to this cliff
But 9 reaches 10
And you're still ******* that *****
Please open your eyes to the possibility
Of (perhaps?) maybe
Your girl could be me
Happiness is a certain
Troubles all among that
But please,
I just need anything to get that feeling back