Hollywood Horror
"How the hell did we wind up like this?
Why weren't we able, to see the signs that we missed
And try to turn the tables...
Someday, somehow
I'm gonna make it all right but not right now
I know you're wondering when"
I'm wondering when.
I don't know what to do. The hours are creeping by, one more and I get to go home. To what? A house I've lived in with him. The room with our things, not just mine. I keep trying to tell myself this is best, but I don't believe it. I'm afraid that if he leaves, he'll never come back. And I don't want him to if he's happier without me... but that's half-hearted, because really I wish that I could make him happy. But I'm not. I'm obviously not, and I need to accept that. But I don't know what to do. I don't know how to go home. If he's gone, what is there to look forward to? What is there to wake up for? What the fuck am I going to do when he comes over and I can't hug him, kiss him... how... I don't know but I can't keep writing this. It's making me cry and I have to wait at least an hour for that.
"And I hope that you're happy
At least one of us is
Maybe someday you'll see
I need you to save me from myself"
Why weren't we able, to see the signs that we missed
And try to turn the tables...
Someday, somehow
I'm gonna make it all right but not right now
I know you're wondering when"
I'm wondering when.
I don't know what to do. The hours are creeping by, one more and I get to go home. To what? A house I've lived in with him. The room with our things, not just mine. I keep trying to tell myself this is best, but I don't believe it. I'm afraid that if he leaves, he'll never come back. And I don't want him to if he's happier without me... but that's half-hearted, because really I wish that I could make him happy. But I'm not. I'm obviously not, and I need to accept that. But I don't know what to do. I don't know how to go home. If he's gone, what is there to look forward to? What is there to wake up for? What the fuck am I going to do when he comes over and I can't hug him, kiss him... how... I don't know but I can't keep writing this. It's making me cry and I have to wait at least an hour for that.
"And I hope that you're happy
At least one of us is
Maybe someday you'll see
I need you to save me from myself"