As complicated as it seems
it was really quite simple
she'd drizzle words
and I'd accept with quiet dismissal
A brush of the shoulder
matched by a careless touch
all the while masking truth
with an "I care Thiiiiiiis much"
A rush of emotion; fleeting.
throw a pinch of hope in; bleeding
leaving behind the commotion
and needing, still broken
and unbelieving
this thieving scoundrels
out on the next ship sailing
to cross an ocean of painful
memories, to the coasts
with honesty prevailing
I feel we're failing
and failure shouldn't be an option
so I'm chaulkin it up as good times
flashin' peace and then I'm walkin
I can't say that it was bad
I can't tell you that it was good
but I'm glad for times we had
I wouldn't take 'em back if I could
we should stop the marchin'
about face and save a little grace
rejuvinate our souls
and chase away this bitter taste
this years been a waste
and I'm tired of eatin' words
that've been thrown back in my face
with a smile and a purr
defiled and unpure,
silent as your demure
angry at the man in the mirror
to upset to feel the fear