søndag 28. november 2010

You said

She's like a knife
in the middle of my chest.
She would be your wife,
jusing your arms for rest.

But a dark knight,
come and took her away.
"Sleep with me tonight",
That's what she'd say.

To her you said,

"I will never be like her".
And this is what I desirve.
All we have together,
must mean more than her.

I wasn't supposed to know,
he never would have told,
but, you know,
I swallowed it as gold.

A tear in my eye,
A breath in the wind.
Please, don't lie,
Please, let me come in.

But you said,

"I will never be like her",
And this is what I desirve.
All we have together,
must mean more than her.

You saw my eye,
you felt my tear,
said "Please, don't cry",
but this it what I fear.

I'm not good enough,
I'm not what you need.
But I'm sold and bougth,
and If you leave, I'll bleed.

But you said,

"I will never be like her",
And this is what I desirve.
All we have together,
must mean more than her.

Then I said,

"If you need her,
go for it.
I want you for sure,
you have to make it fit."

Then you said,

"If I lose you,
there's nothing left.
Then she'd do,
be like my weft."

Then I said,

"I need you,
more than you need me.
Even though you do -
not agree. "

Then we said,

"All we have together,
must mean more than her.
I like you a lot,
this is our plot".

He smiled, I smiled.
But I, will never be, like her.

(In reality I said "I wish my name was *her name*", other than that, this explains it. I never disliked my a-cup, but this girl has a H-cup, and well.. I don't feel too good about my A-cup anymore. I know it's silly, but I can't help it. I like him, and I can't help that either.)

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