If I have to take a crowbar to your mouth…
If I have to take a crowbar to your mouth
to make what’s on the inside come out
Ivory chips fall to the floor
Swept under the rug and out the door
What a night
back and forth with no end in sight
I can’t watch this again
you just don’t understand
Why do we always end right where we began?
Scream it to me
I swear I’ll understand
I’d rather you scream your lungs out
than lay
on the end
of my bed
with your head
hanging over the edge
of this 4-cornered ship
on a figure 8 trip
I felt our swan song coming on
I wasn’t ready to sing it
You curled
up to me
knee to knee
with your eyes
glazed over with pain
hide behind your tears
now let’s confront our fears
