Post by ScarletMornings on Nov 24, 2005 21:22:42 GMT -8
I realize as we go through the motions
we’re not proving anything
today
our only passion coming from our desperation
to show that we are
that we mean something
anything
that we didn’t squander it all on an illusion
our hearts spent
on time not so well wasted
you failures
It just doesn’t seem to add up
a couple short
or a couple over
either way we don’t fit anymore
I don’t know when we started gaining extras
so that little by little
the rain from our tears
and the steam of our delusional passion
slowly warped the puzzle pieces we were made of
they fit so perfectly when we began
and suddenly it seems like all the pieces are missing
the main picture is falling apart
bit by bit
If I could take away the morning
believe me, I would
I want nothing more than to trust
this bittersweet ardor of ours
fervent as the day we started
but all the right choices for all the wrong reasons
your statements have to match the given, darling
you make about as much sense these days as I do
we’re grasping for the flames to warm ourselves by
when all we’ve got are embers
glowing as dimly as our memories
why’d we start this anyways?
I guess I never should’ve believed in us
I always lose my puzzle pieces
I can see that day coming
when we finally can admit we’re wrong
we missed that one
when even desperation fizzles out
and we give each other terse goodbyes
as we awkwardly try to go about our business
eager suddenly to get away from our mistakes
as eager as we were to plunge in and make them
my love, we’re not proving anything
no one believes it but us
we’re not proving anything, my darling
not today
not tomorrow
and our passionate yesterdays won’t make up for our wasted forever
when we don’t even believe it ourselves
we’re not proving anything
today
our only passion coming from our desperation
to show that we are
that we mean something
anything
that we didn’t squander it all on an illusion
our hearts spent
on time not so well wasted
you failures
It just doesn’t seem to add up
a couple short
or a couple over
either way we don’t fit anymore
I don’t know when we started gaining extras
so that little by little
the rain from our tears
and the steam of our delusional passion
slowly warped the puzzle pieces we were made of
they fit so perfectly when we began
and suddenly it seems like all the pieces are missing
the main picture is falling apart
bit by bit
If I could take away the morning
believe me, I would
I want nothing more than to trust
this bittersweet ardor of ours
fervent as the day we started
but all the right choices for all the wrong reasons
your statements have to match the given, darling
you make about as much sense these days as I do
we’re grasping for the flames to warm ourselves by
when all we’ve got are embers
glowing as dimly as our memories
why’d we start this anyways?
I guess I never should’ve believed in us
I always lose my puzzle pieces
I can see that day coming
when we finally can admit we’re wrong
we missed that one
when even desperation fizzles out
and we give each other terse goodbyes
as we awkwardly try to go about our business
eager suddenly to get away from our mistakes
as eager as we were to plunge in and make them
my love, we’re not proving anything
no one believes it but us
we’re not proving anything, my darling
not today
not tomorrow
and our passionate yesterdays won’t make up for our wasted forever
when we don’t even believe it ourselves
