I swear, it was the top of the world I was on
Only three days since the feeling's gone
I couldn't understand what went wrong
Till it poured out like water, a pond
I pondered in ripples of doubt
It swallowed me whole, left my mouth
Gasping for air, making some sound
But my needing you wasn't enough loud
What to say to a lover who doesn't love you anymore?
What to say to a mother who coins the phrase "I told you so"?
Guess you did tell me and now I know
I don't miss you, I won't try
I'd put a fist through the wall to my mind
To picture you proof that I didn't lie
I don't miss you, I won't try
I swear, it was the reassuring glimpse
That made me care to trade intuition for sour lips
Could it get sweeter than his?
Could it get sweeter than this?
It's sweet, loving and learning young
I'll reflect on it when the tide comes
Taking me for what I am, not what it wants
And it'll be enough
What to say to a lover who doesn't love you anymore?
What to say to a mother who coins the phrase "I told you so"?
Guess you did tell me and now
I don't miss you, I won't try
I'd put a fist through the wall to my mind
To picture you proof that I didn't lie
I don't miss you, I won't try
I don't miss you, I won't try
I'd put a fist through the wall to my mind
To picture you proof that I didn't lie
I don't miss you, I won't try
What to say to a lover who doesn't love you anymore?
What to say to a mother who coins the phrase "I told you so"?
Guess you did tell me and now I know
You did tell me and now I dare to go
I don't miss you, I won't try
I'd put a fist through the wall to my mind
To picture you proof that I didn't lie
I don't miss you, I won't try
I don't miss you, I won't try
I'd put a fist through the wall to my mind
To picture you proof that I didn't lie
I don't miss you, I won't try
I don't miss you, I won't try
I'd put a fist through the wall to my mind
To picture you proof that I didn't lie
I don't miss you, I won't try
I don't miss you
I don't miss you
I don't miss you
I don't miss you, I won't cry
I don't miss you, I'm letting it die
I don't miss you, I can't lie
I don't miss you, I won't try
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Songs I Write | VIII
PoetryHello! - Please don't steal. - If you do use any or anything, just give credit, thanks. - 20 years old, England.
