I'll Dream Of Salty Tongues So Tears Drip Down My Leg | |
August 02, 2004 //_ 6:23 PM | |
If I was bleeding my heart to you, would you mind? Would you offer a helping hand? Would you take me in your embrace and tell me everything will be okay? Would you mind if I fell for everything I've thought? Give me a reason to believe .. in all this .. cause if you won't be there when I fall, may someone forgive me for the mess I will cause. It feels like I'm getting no where. Everything I have to say .. invokes no reaction. Nothing like I expected. Everything I'm doubting leads back .. everything comes back .. like wolves. But I'm afraid that this door will remain locked. I gave you that key a while ago. Only you can turn my wooden heart. - I feel like I'm guilty. - I feel like I'm an excuse. - I feel like I'm concerned. - I feel like I shouldn't. - I feel like I'm falling. - I feel like it's wrong. - I feel like I'm a waste of time. My love life is a crime scene. My self-esteem is a string of unsolved murders. xxxx |
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