You and I
Ran out of room
You ran out of
So many rooms
They ran you down
And out of time
I never knew
What was in your mind
Broke me with your bumpy road
And with your narrow bed
And yet you still sit and sing
As if everything
Will be ok.
Hahaha no way
No chance at all.
The truth
Is something new
For you
So I guess
I’ll just confess
That every day
I belong here
A little less
Instead I’m more a mess
Ever since
I sent you away
I think I need a love machine.
To redefine these crooked parts
To turn the kindness in my heart
Into lust or something cruel
Or anything that is useful
For you
Something new