Apr 17, 2007 22:27
maybe this is how it'll be
when the world ends
and we're all left behind to pick up
the battered remnants
the forgotten.
please don't leave me
behind
i don't think i could bear
being your memory
so take what's left of me
and promise you'll stay.
i still wonder
what i'm taking for granted
thank you for your patience
i realize it's not easy being
with me.
and it's too late for sorry's
my late night apologies
are getting old, i know
so will you stop lying to yourself,
if i stop running out of time?
i will light some candles, honey
and you can tell me that you love me
and we'll lie here
as the sky falls
as the wrath of God surrounds us.