"alone" scribbled in stone.
summer time sun shine,
covering eyes dimming our environment blind,
everything is simple when it's behind, long passed
the upper class, laughing as we always come in last
the finish line finished our latest divine intervention
my lonely intention simply no direction -- you're my dying infection
with your pale complexion and dirty stare, uncovering me bare
to my honest essentials, my unprincipled principles; i walk crooked,
just so you walk straight, making it look oh so simple.
but you don't let your ego shine, because it just wouldn't be the same,
walking in circles playing game for our own personal gain..
running now without a single person to lay blame,
for our circled shame that we forgot to cross our 't' between
the middle of you plus me, we're singled out without a team,
demeaning tone, with a click of an empty telephone line.
i let you walk the line just a little too fine,
you turned around with a final glance, letting me go with time.
because we leave what we loved behind, always looking forward blind.
i made you a promise to never let you go, oh no no no...
i made you a promise i wouldn't let your crying eyes snow, oh no no no...
i made you a promise.... "so.. so.. so.." a promise, you'd never let go
we made promises we couldn't fulfill, eye to eye - awkwardly still,
waiter, waiter, waiter.. hurry and get me the fucking bill,
the speaker whines "... this is only a drill" and we run, and we run, we ran
our mouths dry from the dirty lies, trapped watching our love die.
one simple smile with one simple touch of the dial,
the tone, i can tell i'll be finding myself sitting alone,
this time grinding you for details, asking for someone to just simply throw a bone..
and there i sat, the phone singing that oh-so-familiar tone, empty and alone.
only to find, that i'm not the one alone.. i'm just the only one that let it be known.
i understood what i was shown; a needle and thread: alive, not read, my heart has since been sewn, sitting here smiling: dare i say grown and i'm enjoying being alone, no head resting on my chest, knowing the pillows i hug are better than rest, knowing i'm more with less (of you). i took the sense of entitlement for 50 cents to the dollar, just so i could look back, smiling, happy you are the one thing i lack. the words and actions sworn to never look back:
i loved you alone and blue.
i loved you stoned and new.
but:
i never loved you grown up and true.
i'm left:
shiny, fresh and new.
she's right:
just beyond that dim light moving slowly out of sight.
the wind chill, below zero, my mind the hero of tonight.
sweet dreams, love, goodnight.
covering eyes dimming our environment blind,
everything is simple when it's behind, long passed
the upper class, laughing as we always come in last
the finish line finished our latest divine intervention
my lonely intention simply no direction -- you're my dying infection
with your pale complexion and dirty stare, uncovering me bare
to my honest essentials, my unprincipled principles; i walk crooked,
just so you walk straight, making it look oh so simple.
but you don't let your ego shine, because it just wouldn't be the same,
walking in circles playing game for our own personal gain..
running now without a single person to lay blame,
for our circled shame that we forgot to cross our 't' between
the middle of you plus me, we're singled out without a team,
demeaning tone, with a click of an empty telephone line.
i let you walk the line just a little too fine,
you turned around with a final glance, letting me go with time.
because we leave what we loved behind, always looking forward blind.
i made you a promise to never let you go, oh no no no...
i made you a promise i wouldn't let your crying eyes snow, oh no no no...
i made you a promise.... "so.. so.. so.." a promise, you'd never let go
we made promises we couldn't fulfill, eye to eye - awkwardly still,
waiter, waiter, waiter.. hurry and get me the fucking bill,
the speaker whines "... this is only a drill" and we run, and we run, we ran
our mouths dry from the dirty lies, trapped watching our love die.
one simple smile with one simple touch of the dial,
the tone, i can tell i'll be finding myself sitting alone,
this time grinding you for details, asking for someone to just simply throw a bone..
and there i sat, the phone singing that oh-so-familiar tone, empty and alone.
only to find, that i'm not the one alone.. i'm just the only one that let it be known.
i understood what i was shown; a needle and thread: alive, not read, my heart has since been sewn, sitting here smiling: dare i say grown and i'm enjoying being alone, no head resting on my chest, knowing the pillows i hug are better than rest, knowing i'm more with less (of you). i took the sense of entitlement for 50 cents to the dollar, just so i could look back, smiling, happy you are the one thing i lack. the words and actions sworn to never look back:
i loved you alone and blue.
i loved you stoned and new.
but:
i never loved you grown up and true.
i'm left:
shiny, fresh and new.
she's right:
just beyond that dim light moving slowly out of sight.
the wind chill, below zero, my mind the hero of tonight.
sweet dreams, love, goodnight.