Whistle, Point, Compact Jump.

[bcauseimrussian]

its funny how the tables have turned
and how youve turned away
"its who i am" reruns and replays in
my mind and its not like were together all the time
or apart for that matter.
just in two seperate bodies.
if im not doing things right,
then im just quiet and boring.
and people go "whats wrong"
and i say nothing. but we know its truely something.
even if you hated me for no real reason, id know i exist.
and why must we percist with this
why must the shallow end of the pool be were we first kissed.
id rather take my chances diving in. at least that way
id know what im getting into.

dont stray further, the waters getting deep.
and always remeber to kick your feet.
and move your hands from time to time.
and take a breath to stay afloat.
if you go under id know not what to do.
i havent been to the bottom of the pool.

what would you like to do?
dont worry its taking over my life too.
and atleast its semi-decent
and semi-sweet, but for what its worth,
its worth to keep.
ill go back to vacuming the leaves
and scrubbing the walls and the bottom of the floor.
and youll go back to just being the girl next door.
when we cross paths we'll look the other way
and ill go back to pretending that everything is ok.
we wont try to impress each other with our fancy dress.
ill put on fake cloths and you'll put on a lifevest.
im no longer your savior or prince.
id rather be living in decadence.