Friday, February 25, 2011

If the Shoe Fits

It’s not something I asked for

It just kind of happened

I never said I was proud of it

And happy never lasted

Longer than I hoped it would

My lungs gave out before they should

I’m a teenage boy and I have regrets

But our friends don’t need to know that yet

Cause I’m

Fucked up and I know it

It’s not my fault I show it

It’s so much harder to fix something broken

When that thing is you

I had my chance and I blew it

I’d take it back but I’d lose it

Again and again I get knocked down

You pick me up but push me out

So if I keep my head above the air

Will you promise to still be there

I can’t rely on anything but my friends

But if they’re leaving is that consequence

For what I did or is it the way it goes

She’s alright so I don’t know

Why you cried yourself to sleep

When I’m the one who’s incomplete

Cause I’m

Fucked up and I know it

It’s not my fault I show it

It’s so much harder to fix something broken

When that thing is you

I had my chance and I blew it

I’d take it back but I’d lose it

Again and again I get knocked down

You pick me up but push me out

If I try one more time to douse this fire

I’ll probably burn myself with blurred desire

Would it be best to give up now

Or wait until the rain comes down

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