Your fingers running through my hair
Holding me by your side
Only thinking about what you did last night
You say you want to be with me
But I can't trust the things you do
Where you go
Who you see
What you do when you're not with me.
Could it get any harder to be in love with you?
I feel us slipping away
Falling apart
How did this even start
We're falling from grace
I guess I just have bad taste.
You'd think I'd have learned my lesson
From all the others before you
I should've known
All the cheating
All the lies
All the smiles through my tear filled eyes
Every time you came home in her perfume
Her lipstick stains on the collar of your shirt
Could it get any harder to be in love with you?
Could it get any harder to ignore the things you do?
I feel us slipping away
Falling apart
How did this even start
We're falling from grace
I guess I just have bad taste.
I'm done with this game
I'm done with the lies
I'm telling you this for the very last time
Grab your things
Cause I'm done with crying
Done believing your lies
Never again will I take you back...
Could it get any harder to forget about you?
Could it get any harder to forget the things you've done?
We slipped away
Fell apart
I guess I just have bad taste.
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Unspoken Parts of the Soul (A Collection of Poetry)
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