Saturday, December 20, 2008

You Just Seem To Stay

Sometimes I imagine myself several miles from here.
Alone in an empty old hotel room.
Cold, smoking every cigarette I see.
Feeling the burn of the smoke deep down in my throat,
and taking notes about about the day before,
and then you walk in,
standing in the doorway with a sharp look on your face,
dressed in such a way it makes me feel lonely,
like I drifted too far from home but I always be away.

And you say the one thing I never wanted to hear you say.
Touch me again, babe, just like we used to.
And I don't want any of that
but I don't know what else to do
so I go about and do it anyway
knowing full and well
I'm only gonna hurt myself.
And I'm defying my very identity
but it's hard when aren't even completely sure
who you really are.

I look to you and feel the same pain again
waiting for you to walk away
but you just seem to stay
yeah you aren't like you used to be
you just seem to stay.

I start to fold my hands over the rest of my body.
Rocking around like a baby
singing under my breath
so you can barely make the words.
And I can hardly hear them myself at times
but it satisfies me nonetheless.

You just sit there staring, like there is nothing else to do
no choices to make, you just sit, you just stare.
And I'm getting even lonelier with your presence.
And all I really want is for you to go away.
But you're not like you used to be.
you just seem to stay.

And a pain starts growing in me
Like you're gonna stick around
and there's nothing I can do to stop this
and I can't bare the thought of walking out now
in the hotel room I know so well.
But I feel you've left me no choice.
I gotta find a way out.
Cause you're not like you used to be.
you just seem to stay.




i wear the black for the poor
and the beaten down

there you go. say what you feel.
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December 20, 2008 - Saturday - 6:14 PM

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