Thursday, October 23, 2008

Drawing Lines

Standing in front of us was a fear we've all over come,
but we had defeated it.
Only on the outside,
With matters of the heart it's only on the outside,
Standing right down the line from me was a dream
and i repeated it over and over again.
Watching the most honest part of me die.
I missed out on being genuine and now I'm locked outside
of a life that i've watched so closely.

Studying how they built the time machine
to be so far ahead of me,
It drove me nuts to see the pavement flesh
that i'd have to walk up and down to get there

and I'm not worth you fucking time
i'll draw the line
but this time you have to cross.

It's hard to believe things are not the same.
It maybe luck or it could be love.
When we lie that's the only way.
I'll apologize but it won't mean the day.
to you apologetics are for romantics
who can't spell decay.

If i get closer to you
your eyes would glaze over like a doll
your skin of porcelain would seem more like nothing at all
and i'd much rather be alone with my mind
than take your deadlike fingers.


and I'm not worth your fucking time
i'll draw the line
but this time you have to cross.

I can't hide from something i admire
It's time to be a liar
to wait my turn
If you want me you'll come back
it will throw me off track
because I love you.

I love you.


and I'm not worth your fucking time
i'll draw the line
but this time you have to cross.

and I'm not worth your fucking time
i'll draw the line
but this time you have to cross.

always have.

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