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3 AM phone calls and too many nights away.

I’ve never been so scared

With every churn of my stomach, a thought of you arises

These feelings un-kept and haunting with 3am phone calls

Around me you say things feel right

Wish I could say the same to you.

I’ve never felt so sick

Waiting for a day that was supposed to come days ago

What happens if it doesn’t?

Will I be tossed aside?

The joke amongst friends, curious to why she’s so fucked up

Maybe you should tell them

Grow up

Be a man

You say you aren’t ready

You should realize that everyone is waiting for you to fuck up

I’m an easy mistake

Easy listener that stays quiet

A confidant a train-ride away

John Mayer can’t blare loud enough to ignore the truth

You’re falling further

And I’m lost in the midst of it.

I could play you like a book

You seem to enjoy when others do that

‘I need to let her go’

You do, but we all know you need her.

She’s your high school drug

Ecstasy? Or cocaine?

They both bring the feelings you need

Ecstasy damaging your brain

Cocaine your entire system

I hope to hear your comfort

It’s about time you play doctor

I want to be the lunatic

Strap me up with your lanky embrace

Snap those buckles that let me loose

And tell me it’s going to be all right

Please

Tell me it’s going to be all right.

Posted on 02/01/2008 5:53 PM Visits: 42
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