My eyes are tired,
but still they seek you
My ears are ringing,
but still they long for your voice
My arms are bruised,
but still they will always hold you
My feet are numbed from walking,
but still they will follow you
This love is very sacrificial
I'm beginning to think this is superficial
What do you possess
That makes me so obsessed
Your hair, your eyes, your smile?
You.
You with the cunning look
You with the deceiving smile,
You.
You have no right to be in this mind
You have no right to be in this heart
You have no right to say "she's mine"
Enough is enough
I won't waste my time acting so tough
I don't want to cry myself to sleep
Oh, how hard I try for you not to hear me weep
My eyes are tired
My ears are ringing
My arms are bruised
My feet are numbed
And I am over you.
Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 10:59 AM UTC
My eyes are tired,
but still they seek you
My ears are ringing,
but still they long for your voice
My arms are bruised,
but still they will always hold you
My feet are numbed from walking,
but still they will follow you
This love is very sacrificial
I'm beginning to think this is superficial
What do you possess
That makes me so obsessed
Your hair, your eyes, your smile?
You.
You with the cunning look
You with the deceiving smile,
You.
You have no right to be in this mind
You have no right to be in this heart
You have no right to say "she's mine"
Enough is enough
I won't waste my time acting so tough
I don't want to cry myself to sleep
Oh, how hard I try for you not to hear me weep
My eyes are tired
My ears are ringing
My arms are bruised
My feet are numbed
And I am over you.
unfinished
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