its not your fault.

Jun 06, 2006 19:24

All of this talking feels strange and unreal
And I can’t waste another second
Feeling safe.

I stand here, waiting until its final end
Ageing like the wilted red rose
You left me, in the street path.

I need you to walk away now
Tell me you will do what you said you would
get rid of this happiness, you deserve.

Open the doors you can see
Rid of all these promises you heard
Speak in silence, we can
Send the pain to where it can be.

Ill stand here alone, in the dark.
Safe and complete
All the things you couldn’t give
Makes it right.
That’s the way, it was meant to be.
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