who were you there with?
cause i swear i’ve seen her before.
though, in the distance i just turned my head away.
what part of clinging to the same trends makes sense to a guy who cries at least twice a day because he’s unhappy?
we could have made it with a couple of deep breaths.
there was a light. we could have reached it, there was a light.
though, all this pain & aggravation
causes me to feel that i was just a card dealt out of spite.
well, i call your bluff.
get with it, get with it. did you think that i was blind enough to not realize?
well better luck next, better luck next girl.
& why was it, why was it every time that we would have it out you wouldn’t cry?
you’d just place your bet, make the call, go run & hide.
who were you there with?
cause i smell her on your skin.
though, in an instant i just turn my face in shame.
now, on the edge of demonstration, a suspicious feel that I was just a card
dealt out of spite.
all alone.
my heart isn’t broken, & i’m not dead.