måndag 9 januari 2012

Maria Mena

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Th art Of Forgiveness


I would build walls 
For miles around me 
Around anything that hurt 
Any sensitive category 
Kept love at an arm's-length 
It was natural to me 
You did not agree 

You said things like "unhealthy" 
And I took on the task 
Of changing my pattern 
All you did was ask 
And the walls all came crashing 
At a welcoming speed 
I was convinced you'd never hurt me 

And I used to cling to the back of your mind 
But I must have let go 
At the moment in time 
When she offered careless physical joy 
Both bouncing my heart around 
Like a cheap rubber toy 

And after countless 
Hours 
Of crying 
Trying to forgive you 
Believe you 
Grow a spine and leave you 
Grieve you 
I've come to this conclusion, 

No one prepares you when choosing to stay 
How to dare share a bed again 
Keep demons at bay 
She took something precious 
That was just meant for me 
Not for her eyes to see 

And I used to cling to the back of your mind 
But you must have let go 
At the moment in time 
When she offered careless physical joy 
Both bouncing my heart around 
Like a cheap rubber toy 

And after countless 
Hours 
Of crying 
Trying to forgive you 
Believe you 
Grow a spine and leave you 
Grieve you 

And after countless 
Hours 
Of crying 
Trying to forgive you 
Believe you 
Grow a spine and leave you 
Grieve you 
I've come to this conclusion, 

After all the years you invested in me 
All the love, tears, and possibilities 
I realize that if the tables were turned around 
You wouldn't leave me now...

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