as winter grows old,
you still leave me cold,
but feeling so sold
on everything that you are.
and you could be my
felicity, my
epiphany, my
reason for wishing on stars.
and how should i know
how you feel below
the surface you show?
you're like a house of cards.
and if you fall tonight,
and i'm there by your side,
will i still be deprived
of all those things that you are.
is it smart to get so caught up in this?
is it smart to break myself like this?
cuz i'm going insane and you made me this way
and i've never felt like this before
you make me crazy, it's been so bad lately
but all i want is more.
as spring unfolds, i
keep such a close eye
on feeble foresight
that keeps me in such disarray.
i dig my graves deep,
then lay myself to sleep
to fulfill prophecy,
because i just know today
will leave me empty,
so fucking empty.
and then especially
when you come walking my way
and i'll remember how
i'd thought so damn loud
then drowned my words out
with a silent charade.
you're everything that i've taught myself to want in someone
and you could be the one to break me out of this slump
you're everything that i've taught myself to want in someone
you're in the bloodstream; you're making this heart pump
