Wednesday, December 19, 2012

If you wanted a song written about you all you had to do was ask.

I'm not capable to leave this all behind
or unwind the hands of time
no, I'm just a ghost, touch of no effect
full of guilt and shame watching you slip away
what can I say that I haven't already.
I swore that I'd fight for you so I'm still standing here
But if it makes you less sad, I'll dissapear
I'll go back in my box, of lost things and rot
You can say all the words they make to describe
girls like me. If it makes you feel better
I can be gone. I can be her. I can be your villian.
I'll say we'll be fine. Or I won't say a thing.
Whatever you need. If it's what you want.
From all of this what is left
It's who I am, just like you said
built to destroy love I was made for this.
It feels as if you manifested me
when your ink is all I ever wished to be,
before I knew what happened in the story
But I just want it to end
For a peace to creep in
or for you to twist the knife
whatever makes it go away.
Because I'm watching us die
And it feels like everything you ever said it would.