reckless driving - lizzy mcalpine
things come, things go, and we don't know what we're doing
doors open, doors close, and still the earth keeps moving
after everything you did to me, the world should drive in low speed
yet it feels like it's turning faster with each time that we speak
one day, it will end up in a heartattack
if i don't take the steering wheel from you
because once you insist on a car crash and everything turns black
it will be so hard for you to come crawling back
you hurt me so bad and you don't even know that i cared
we burned down each memory, now we're nothing but cold ash
we turned, walked up a cemetery, i doubt that we belong there yet
every mistake is a heartbreak car crash
you don't know how to drive and i have to tell you when to not speed
like you lost every control and in a dumb way, that pains me
like when you watch that heartbreaking movie countless times again
and you keep on begging for a different ending,
but it hurts you just the same and eventually you ask yourself
why you're even still pretending
that there could ever be room for a joyful outcome
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✓〡i love you, i'm sorry ¹ ( poetry )
Poetryhope that i don't, won't, make it about me... i love you, i'm sorry.
