My Diary Of Lyrics (Lyrics & Poems Written by me)

Grey

Part 1

Loving you is literally suicide.
I hand you my heart and say,
"Go 'head and break it on your own time."
I stand by and watch as you raise the knife.
As you carve yourself deeper into my life.
You're depending on me depending on you,
So you can have that smirk on your face,
As the rain washes me through...

Chrous

It's like fighting a battle that ends in thunder.
Swimming half the ocean,
Just to see your head go under.
Having all your dreams come true,
Just so someone can snatch them away...
Climbing up a mountain,
Just to tumble down the other way...
And now sitting here looking into your troubled face,
I see the picture we painted...
Our world of grey.

Part 2

Loving you is like digging my own grave.
Six feet under, and too deep in to be saved.
Being with you is like tightning the noose.
Too late to back off, and too late to tug it loose.
And trying to find a way,
To escape this invevitable fate...
Is like making a deal with someone who's not gonna wait.

Chorus

It's like fighting a battle that ends in thunder.
Swimming half the ocean,
Just to see your head go under.
Having all your dreams come true,
Just so someone can snatch them away...
Climbing up a mountain,
Just to tumble down the next day...
And now sitting here looking into your troubled face,
I see the picture we painted...
Our world of grey.

Part 3

I look ahead and I see you in my future,
Closing in on me...
I try to turn back, but you're in my past,
Kick me down to my knees...
Flood my dreams,
Burn a hole through my heart.
What does it mean,
If someone you loved is tearing you apart?
It seems...
That I'm gonna die.
And the last glimpse of me is the reflection,
In your hateful eyes...


Chorus

So I'm tired of fighting a battle,
That only ends in thunder.
I'm not gonna swim half an ocean,
Just to watch my head go under.
Yes, my dreams are gonna come true,
But I won't let them be snatched away by you.
I've reached the top of the mountain today...
So I'm not gonna turn around and walk the other way...
And you can live in the ruins of the world we built,
The one I burnt down.
The shredded pieces of our painting that lay on the ground.
Cause I'm sick and tired and making it through the day,
In this world of grey...