I
can feel it when we’re together now. It’s
imprinted in my forever how you fucked him and you thought about me. Why did you have to think about me? I didn’t ask for this to be the way it’ll
be. I don’t cry every night because he’s
better than me. I’m just having trouble
seeing the reason for your being and I cannot help believing that I was the only reason. And I told him that I’m angry, and I told
him I’m upset, and I hold you all responsible to pay off all your debts. Now I’m cold and there’s no blanket
that can warm me in this arctic and I know I’ll take it back again but finish what I’ve
started and I care for you enough to risk me leaving broken hearted but there’s no
taking it back once you’ve parted the heart of an artist. He was my best friend. Listen. No
matter what you say, I loved him like he was my best friend. It appears as though some friends fail whether or
not you test them. My best friend.
I’m
sick to my stomach, you made me sick to my stomach. I’m
reaching out for things to grab and it seems I’ve got nothing. You get an aerial view to watch me plummet but you
can’t see underneath the clouds from the summit.
I need a rope down here and you’re throwing me guilt. You seem to like tearing down everything that we’ve
built and when the floodwaters came we were wishing for stilts, there’s nothing I can
do. I want to be everything that you need. I’ll adjust to your speed and don’t
hustle me please. You bustled with ease and
now you’re watching me bleed. I can’t
take it any longer. While it’s making me
stronger, I want to die. I’m telling you
I hate what you’ve done to me and wish that you hadn’t and I’d tell you all
of this if you thought what I felt mattered and oh god am I flattered that you thought
about me with him inside of you. This is a
happy song because now I feel your pain too.
I
think I’m getting over you, I feel it in my bloodstream. The power rises up again and so it would seem that
I don’t need you in my life. I mean, I
like you a lot, but you’ve given me too much trouble and I think it should stop. There are people who I need things from that aren’t
quite here and I’m feeling like I wish they were and holding you near. Those relationships are comfortable, they’re
honest and they’re nice. I can feel like
I’ve resolved things when I finish the fights. Well
with you it’s something different, you don’t seem to give a shit about things I
find important, they’re the only things that matter.
Well I’m honest and respectful and you’re only the latter. I can’t take another lie from you. It’s something that I have to do. I’m telling you it’s over, that we’re
done. It’s through.
