Sunday 5 April 2009

here's to all the new beginnings we never got back from.

You are encouraged to dance emphatically, manically, even desperately, cause who knows where this is heading?

press the skip button to the end of the night
where i'm falling about catching your eye
i told everyone (and myself)
that it would never happen again
and it did and it does and it will
there's nothing i can do about that.

when goodbye's are actually hello's
and kisses goodnight are just another start-a-fight
that ends in tears and me saying its all ok.
we were never ok i was never ok with you
but somehow the circus ride is still going
around and around and around
tinny music plays and we realise we're stuck in our
old ways.

i will always be delerius for you when it comes to fucking my way out of a situation.
really all i'm doing is creeping back in.
i'd like to be less of a twat, but i cater for one.

i'd like to be able to write about you better too, but that won't happen.
you were always the one who had the way with words...

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