sigh a poem,that no one is ever gonne read.
tainted cloth
thanks for that dance baby
and we held eachother half the night
we sat under a tainted red cloth
you sang me an acoustic lullaby
you locked me up so tight with you
we could of held hands you know sweetums.
can you look me in the eyes now
tell me you didnt enjoy those nights i sat and listend
i kept my mouth shuts and watched your lips gracfully sway then move onto mine
tell me you didnt like it
and il tell you i never loved you
just remember one day where you didnt hate me
and we sat there so together
id like to thank you for the horrible nightmares
and the memories that wont just stay away from me
just cuz i tell you i wish youd studde and choke
doesnt mean i dont still dont want to grasp you tightly when i see you
i just dont want to let you see me frown
i want you to remember me with the smile on my face
that night
that night we danced