Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Break the line

She's a fish on your string
Won't you break the line?
The answer's still no
So stop professing that you're mine

An imperfect day
And your phone tempts you so
you text her old number
For yet another blow 

In no time at all
She's on her way to your arms 
But little do you know
You're the only one it harms

When the nights get cold
And you need tenderness and care
You roll over and it's her
Instead of me laying there

And then one day 
The game finally comes to an end
I'm not even an option
And It's beyond any kind of mend 

You're lost 
Unclear of where you went wrong
Only one certainty
Forever, I'm gone.