You say I'm the perfect girl to love but I say you can't even begin to like
I knew I was but I still can't believe I was right
I'm in the car, the engine's on, radio songs cover the blasting of the sirens in the house that keeps on burning afar
If our love could survive wreckage, natural disaster should send the message but you're blindly running out while I'm in the car
Our story's rotten to date
My tears stained the word "babe"
I found a home in your name
Now, with a cross, it's replaced
You say I'm the perfect girl you love but I say you can't even begin to match
I knew you were but I still can't believe you're so detached
Religion could not save us
Even if I chose to pray
I found a home in you and
You chose to run away
I'm in the car, the engine's on, radio songs cover the blasting of the sirens in the house that keeps on burning
If our love could withstand wreckage, natural disaster should send the message but you're absent-mindedly running out while I'm in the car
YOU ARE READING
Songs I Write | VI
PoetryHello! - Please don't steal. - If you do use any or anything, just give credit, thanks. - 18 years old, England.
