Sep 03, 2004 13:31
* Will you please be a true friend and twist this knife in my gut sideways? You have so many times before, why not now?
Bright Eyes
Lovers Turn Into Monsters
Lovers turn into monsters at the loss of all affection Almost like it was the affection that kept them from being monsters And I could have used some warning I was on that porch all morning Smoking cigarettes and sinking deeper into doubt Could it be I am mistaken, have I stolen somebody’s baby? Is it possible for two people to need the same thing? It's just the lines, they get so blurry Between what is once, and now required And I don't know on which side his heart falls But I know where mine is buried And it's so far from any wanting Yeah, it needs this to keep beating It won't go on without it If I'm still weighed down with subtleties Then I'll just come right out and say That I think that I deserve her More than anyone deserves anything Maybe I am selfish, but there is no way to share this There’s not enough to go around, I don’t care who else gets hurt But I’m still sick with empathy because I was stood in his place I spent a year quietly dying while he let go and ignored her And I’m sure that there are reasons for everything that happens And absence leads to adoration, yeah it’s nobody’s fault But now there is no way to change this So I just photographed and framed it And it’s hanging in a hallway That we have no right to walk back down But I hope that he feels better but I’m sick of all the drama I can’t stand to see her crying, I just want this shit to end And I want a place to hang out where record players play out And there’s a thousand movies rented for a thousand nights with her....
*Im sorry for the nights that I spent with anger in my voice and shooting down your confessions, cause id just rather not know, theres nothing that you can teach me now, Ive walked this side too long, I stood outside in the rain, ive waited for you to speak to me, of all those evil things ive done, and hearing the sounds of your feet running, it takes my breath away, but ill be outta this storm, ill start tearing my self apart again, ill see the color that this brings, after my eyes are closed. you need to learn to speak more clearly, to bring them to their knees, and so they all forget me, your succeeding, im advancing, ill do my best, to play the saddest sounds youve ever heard...ill try to stay as near to you as possible, so you get a hint of what youre missing...ex oh: Meagan