Lying awake in my arms,
but she's dreaming of another place.
There's nothing I can do or say to make her stay here with me in this moment.
And against my better judgment, I hold her closer,
trying to keep her here for a little longer.
You're no good for me, I keep this on repeat.
A litany to help me keep you at arms length,
a lifeline to pull me out of the depths of your eyes,
and a self-reminder not to fall for your sirens call or lies.
No, You're no good for me.
Her lips, they whisper silken lies, I wish I could believe.
But I can see them in her eyes,
I can feel them in her touch.
Her willfully deceitful lies that tell me that I'm enough.
I wish I didn't know that you're no good for me.
I can tell myself the same things all day long,
But I'll keep wishing she were here while she wishes she was gone
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 3:51 PM UTC
Lying awake in my arms,
but she's dreaming of another place.
There's nothing I can do or say to make her stay here with me in this moment.
And against my better judgment, I hold her closer,
trying to keep her here for a little longer.
You're no good for me, I keep this on repeat.
A litany to help me keep you at arms length,
a lifeline to pull me out of the depths of your eyes,
and a self-reminder not to fall for your sirens call or lies.
No, You're no good for me.
Her lips, they whisper silken lies, I wish I could believe.
But I can see them in her eyes,
I can feel them in her touch.
Her willfully deceitful lies that tell me that I'm enough.
I wish I didn't know that you're no good for me.
I can tell myself the same things all day long,
But I'll keep wishing she were here while she wishes she was gone
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