October 25, 2010

Dear you

Long were the nights, when the days once revolved around you. Counting my footsteps, prayin' the floor won't fall through, again. My mother accused me of losing my mind, but i swore i was fine. You paint me a blue sky and go back, and turn in to rain. And i lived in your chess game, but you changed the rules every day. Wonderin which version of you. I might get on the phone, tonight, well i stopper pickin' up and this song is to let you know why. Dear you, i see it all now that you're gone. Don't you think i was too young to be messed with, the girl in the dress cried the whole way home. I shoulda known. Well maybe it's me, and my blind optimism to blame. Maybe its you and your sick need to give love then take it away. And you'll add my name to your long list of traitors. Who don't understand. And i'll look back it regret. How i ignored when they say: “run as fast as you can”. Dear you, i see it all now it was wrong, don't you think fourteen's too young, to be played by your dark twisted games, when i loved you so i shoulda known. You are an expert at sorry, and keeping lines blurry. And never impressed by me, acting your tests. All the girls that you run dry, have tired lifeless eyes 'cause tou burned them out. But i took your matches before fire could catch me. Do don't look now i'm shining like fireworks, over your sad empty town. I see all it know that you're, to be messed with the girl in the dress... wrote you a song, you shoulda've known. You shoulda know, don't you think i was too young, you shoulda known.

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