Songs I Write | VI

Aching Arms

I swear I'll make it hard for you to leave
My promise to you is this forever peace
Undisguised, undisputed, unbroken, unleashed
Our perfidious pasts end when they meet

Your veneer of coolness shows to have cracked
It's not needed here, you can stay, you relax
My shoulders still mourn the weight of what it was once
Still I will hold onto you with aching arms

I swear I'll become hard to consider disregarding
Your wish is my command, I'll do it all to be your darling
Darling paragons of penmanship, letters oh so charming
It makes the worse seem bearable for someone who finds everything overwhelmingly alarming

Your veneer of coolness shows to have cracked
It's not needed here, you can stay, you relax
My shoulders still mourn the weight of what it was once
Still I will reach toward you with aching arms

Bygones truly became bygones
I'll keep you in my songs if you abandon my arms
I doubt the likelihood of it
But that doubt is light when my head's full of it
I'm never wrong though, and I feel strong that you'll remain
Though spare me any theatrical escape
Babe, just for you, my arms ache

Your veneer of coolness shows to have cracked
It's not needed here, so stay, relax
My shoulders still mourn the weight of what it held once
Still I will look forward to you with aching arms
You appear to me in a dream-like shape
And I find it funny when you say the same
My shoulders have grown tired of the regime I followed once
So tell me delicate things like I'm delicate in your arms

Tell me pretty things like I'm the prettiest of all
Tell me and I'll replay it when it rains or when you're gone
Tell me that I'm beautiful and all you ever want
In your aching arms