©annalee
If I could turn back time I guess
I would of still done the same
Fallen for all your graces
And all those strings you dangled
Why am I here?
Why am I looking to you to complete me?
Why do I still want you to want me?
I’m like a bird in a cage
Trapped by my own wounds
Trapped by your magnetism
A never ending merry go round
I break away
And you just turn
kicking up dust in your wake
And here I am again
waiting for you
hoping for you
being an idiot for you
Why am I here?
Why does my heart keep getting broken?
Why am I subjecting myself to this?
Why why why am I hanging on your every word?
You never gave me anything to grasp
If I could turn back time I guess
I would of still done the same
Fallen for all your graces
And all those strings you dangled
But now I’m closing the door
this time I’m writing it on my hand
I’m not going to forget this time
everything that once was
If I could turn back time I guess
I would of still done the same
Fallen for all your graces
And all those strings you dangled
But now I’m closing the door
this time I’m writing it on my hand
I’m not going to forget this time
everything that once was
a fading ember