this time wont be right
or wrong in our minds
for we both knew that this would come
a solid gut punch
a sore tounge from all the lies
golly where did the time fly
where did the bruises fade to
I watched as you layed
on the floor
I watched you leave one more time slamming the door
but when we were young
we knew nothing of struggle
when we grew together or struggles doubled
and our love was fumbled and never really grasped tightly again
best understand I do cry every night
I tremble and shake in the moons light
you turned your back on me and I dont blame you
I was flipping through the photo album
tears soaking up the photos ink
I flipped the table
lit a smoke
poured a drink
and just forgot to think
about you
about you
about you