Feb 04, 2009 13:32
Blue in a bottle. They called it Rev.
It was delicious, but I still couldn't get my mind off your mind.
Do you watch me from your window like I watched you from my cardboard box?
Do you feel me like a heart attack under water? Do you gasp for air everytime you think of my big green eyes?
Do you feel me all around you like a hurricaine? Do I suffocate you in your sleep everytime you try to dream?
Do you hate me like I pray to hate you? Do you love me and then turn around and tell yourself you don't know what love is?
Do you convince yourself I was just a dream? Just a nightmare? Do you tell yourself we never met at all?
Do you want to strangle me? Do you want me to overdose? Do you want them to find my body washed on the shore of the ocean?
Do you want my skin to turn blue and watch my last breath leave my lungs?
Or do you never think about me at all?
Because I don't think I could live with that.