Artistic Child of the sun lost in the times of who we were..
Having issues adjusting. Leaving once familiar places in tears, Am I pushing everyone away? Call me out, Scream at me. Did I really lie to you? Or was it that you acted just too blind to see?
I held your hand when you were scared, I swore always to be there, We used to laugh and turn our eyes to the sky. Dreaming of things, That would soon just pass us by.
Remembering all you ever said to me, I wonder if really we both were too blind to see, I think it's our fault, That our love couldn't survive.
We pretty much beat it, And jabbed out its eyes.
So why do you have to make me cry? So why do I have to constantly avert my eyes.. If you don't want to be friends again, I'll understand. But I don't want you telling our friends, That I'll only hurt you again.
There is nothing like knowing, that your best friend lies. There is nothing for show, behind these eyes You set a fire and I can't put it out, It's consuming me slowly and pushing me out.
What do you say? When you know that you're lost.. How do you tell someone, That your fight is going to be at a painful cost. Where do you run, when you've pushed the knife too deep? How do you stop the bleeding before you've lost what you reap.
I'll walk away from this, I'll cut my ties, I only hope you know, That we smothered ourselves with lies. And in the future, If you ever want to "protect" someone again, I hope you ******** know, That's what will do you in.
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