Aug 27, 2006 00:14
There was smoke
choking
the life out of my lungs,
and it was all borrowed
My friend is passed out
on the couch
and the other is
beggin for a ride home
This isn't the place I want you to be
No, you mean more than that to me
Call me patronizing
call me what you will
But I've seen too many
of my dearest friends
fall to the bottom of the bottle
without a chance of getting up
it's their minds I miss
it's their eyes and their smiles
I never want to lose you to that
No, I'll never forgive myself for that
You are the world to me
and I won't let my world fall down
not today, not tonight
I've already let too many friends go
I know how it is to be
on the receiving end of that poison
vision blurred,
throat on fire,
Mind on a shelf
Heart pushed back
and forgotten---
I'm never going back
Never going back
and I only have three words
left to say to you
if it means anything
"I Love You"