Tuesday, May 24, 2011

take it or leave it

I know a girl named Asphyxia
She chokes me down to the core of my heart and my soul
I got a button that she loves to push
That shit is red as coka-cola that’s been cut with blood
We go back and forth, pushing and pulling
Ours fists are black and blue, fucking and fighting
I know a girl named Asphyxia
Her kiss is hot like fire water in the August sun

She tells me take it or leave it
I tell her make it or break it
We can’t go on like this; our lips are meant to kiss
Not bite the heads off of land sharks dressed to impress
She tells me take it or leave it
I tell her make it or break it
We can’t go on like this; our hands are meant to hold
Not push rollers full of paint over holes and mold

I know a girl named Amnesia
She tells me that she loves me and then she forgets me
She hangs my paintings on her bedroom wall
And then tells me that she’s never met me
We go to sleep in love, kissing and holding
Wake up in hell, restraining, complaining
I know a girl named Amnesia
I hope one day she forgets to remember me

She tells me take it or leave it
I tell her make it or break it
We can’t go on like this; our lips are meant to kiss
Not bite the heads off of land sharks dressed to impress
She tells me take it or leave it
I tell her make it or break it
We can’t go on like this; our hands are meant to hold
Not push rollers full of paint over holes and mold

I know a girl named Me
And she only cares about her god damn self
She tells me she wants a relationship
But won’t make room for my socks in her top shelf
She asks, can you come over, I say anytime
She says, be gone by nine, and lock the door this time
I know a girl named Me
And she wouldn’t have that shit any other way

She tells me take it or leave it
I tell her make it or break it
We can’t go on like this; our lips are meant to kiss
Not bite the heads off of land sharks dressed to impress
She tells me take it or leave it
I tell her make it or break it
We can’t go on like this; our hands are meant to hold
Not push rollers full of paint over holes and mold

I’ve met allot of girls in my time
Some of them still tip toe through my mind
Walking the tight rope line with blind
Are these memories or fantasies inside?
So have I moved on, or am I begging to be found
Are you still gone, or just singing swan songs
Am I hiding in the bushes with the thorns to conceal me?
Or hiding in the ice with only sun shine to shield me
This shit can go on and it probably will
Ain’t got the money or the time but I know the deal
And until a full uproot comes my way
I know the road won’t change and the sky will stay grey
So come and find me and heal me
So I can stop leasing my heart to these girls that confuse me
I know the names but I can’t match the faces
I know the pain but I forget the places
It’s all the same, you all had your day, you all left your mark
But when the scars are raised they’re all the same shade
So if you feel the same stay away
And I promise on this longing heart I will do the same

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