Through the Window.

I’m burning off my fingerprints
With chemicals like lye
And I’m sneaking in your bedroom
To be sure you’re still alive
Because last night in my dreams
You drowned in oceans that I cried
You said that I could call you
But I’m far too full of pride
Yeah, I’m next to nearly positive
That you haven’t got the time
You can bet once morning comes
I’ll be leaving with the tide
Moving with the waters current
Always pushing myself aside
I wish I could once just say hello
But I’m much better at goodbye

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s