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Jun 02, 2005 17:09

I wake up at three in the morning.
I can hear my heart beating,
it sounds like a warning.
If you listen close enough,
you can hear me leaving.

I close the door to the bedroom,
and in my head,
I'm screaming, screaming so loud,
I can't hear you,
and I don't want to.

Cause everything's falling to pieces,
and life's just something that's
hiding in the eaves.
You think you're safe, but
then you're in danger.
You never get any sleep.

You're still asleep, and it's just past
three.
I know you know that I know you love me.
I drift to sleep in your arms,
and my dreams invade this
cavity in my head.

Cause this is my tantrum,
I'd throw a fit, if
it wasn't for all of the gifts.
You smile at me, I'm butter, and
now it's over.

You smile at me, I'm butter, and
then it's over.
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